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COMPILED  BY 

A.  CAMPBELL,  W.  SCOTT,  B.  W.  STONE,  AHD 
J.  T.  JOHNSON, 

ELDERS    OF    THE    CHRISTIAN    CHURCH. 

WLity  Numerous  anto  Fartous  Sofctttons  an* 
Emendations. 

ADAPTED   TO 

PERSONAL,  FAMILY,  AND  CHURCH  WORSHIP 

BY 

ALEXANDER  CAMPBELL. 


SEVENTH  EDITION. 


BETHANY,  VA.: 

PRINTED  AND   PUBLISHED  BY  A.   CAMPBELL. 

186  5. 


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Western  District  of  Virginia,  to  wit: 

Be  it  remembered,  TJiat  on  (Tie  19th  day  of  August,  Anno 
Domini,  1851.  Alexander  Campbell,  of  the  said  District, 
hath  deposited  in  this  office  the  title  of  a  booh,  the  title  of 
which  is  in  the  icords  folloicing,  to  wit : — **  Psalms,  Hymns, 
and  Spiritual  Songs,  Original  and  Selected— Compiled  by 
A.  Campbell,  W.  Scott,  B.  W.  Stone,  and  J.  T.  Johnson,— 
Elders  of  the  Christian  Church,— with  numerous  and  va- 
rious additions  and  xmendations ;  Adapted  to  Personal, 
Family,  and  Church  Worship.  By  Alexander  Campbell" 
The  right  whereof  ht  claims  as  Author  and  PropritAor,  in 
conformity  with  an  Act  of  Congress,  entitled,  "An  Act  to 
amend  the  several  acts  respecting  copy-rights." 

ERASMUS   STRIBLING, 
Clerk  of  the  Western  District  of  Virginia. 


PREFACE. 


Our  brethren,  in  collective  bodies  as 
well  as  in  private  circles,  have  expressed  a 
desire  for  a  larger  compilation  of  Psalms, 
Hymns,  and  Spiritual  Songs,  as  well  as 
for  a  greater  variety  of  subjects.  To  meet 
their  wishes,  and  to  redeem  our  promises, 
we  have  now  modified  and  enlarged  our 
Hymn  Book,  and  subjected  it  to  a  severe 
revisal.  We  have  spent  much  time  and 
reflection  upon  the  subject,  and  have  ex- 
amined the  best  Psalmody  of  Protestant 
Christendom  in  our  own  country,  with 
very  considerable  care  and  attention.  We 
flatter  ourselves  that  we  have  in  this 
volume  the  cream  of  the  most  evangelical 
and  scriptural  poetic  compositions  now 
extant,  and  on  such  a  variety  of  subjects 
a"nd  occasions  as  will  meet  all  the  wants 
and  circumstances  of  the  Christian  com- 
munity, as  individuals,  families,  and 
congregations. 

We  have  made  the  divinely  inspired 
psalmody  of  the  sweet  Psalmist  of  Israel 
our  beau  ideal  of  Christian  psalmody,  with 
the  mere  difference  of  dispensation,  believ- 
ing that  the  materials  of  the  Psalms  of 
David  furnish  a  perfect  standard  of  the 
proper  materials  of  all  praise,  whether 

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4  PREFACE. 

contemplated  as  psalms,  hymns,  or  spi- 
ritual songs. 

These  distinctions  respect  the  subjects, 
and  not  the  forms  of  Christian  praise  or 
prayer.  Lyric  poetry  is  equally  apposite 
to  them  all.  They  differ  in  matter  and 
not  in  form. 

In  our  former  compilations  tunes  were 
prefixed  as  a  guide  to  the  appositeness 
of  the  sound  or  tune  to  the  sense. 

This  prefixing  of  a  tune  to  each  compo- 
sition has  been  objected  to  for  two  reasons. 
The  taste  of  musicians  and  of  those  who 
select  tunes  differs.  Some  prefer  one  tune 
and  some  another  ;  and  in  the  judgment  of 
one  preceptor,  the  tune  named  at  the  head 
of  the  composition  is  not  so  suitable  as 
another  which  he  would  prefer. 

Again,  the  tunes  named  are  not  uni- 
versally known.  For  these  objections  or 
reasons  we  have  left  every  one  to  choose 
for  himself.  Our  Hymn  Book  being  used 
in  every  State  of  the  Union,  and  in  the 
British  provinces,  we  have  given  no  in- 
dex to  any  song  as  to  the  tune  most  ap- 
propriate. In  this,  as  in  all  things  merely 
circumstantial,  let  every  community  judge 
for  itself.  It  is  infinitely  more  important 
that  we  should  have  one  pure  speech  and 
one  evangelical  psalmody  than  one  and 
the  same  tune. 


PREFACE.  5 

Again,  in  this  selection  we  have  had 
respect  to  another  fact.  All  the  com- 
positions in  a  hymn-book  will  be  read, 
but  not  all  sung.  Indeed,  my  obser- 
vation goes  to  prove  that  in  no  one  com- 
munity are  there  more  than  some  one  or 
two  scores  of  favorite  songs :  I  mean 
songs  or  hymns  frequently  sung.  In  all 
my  travels,  and  they  are  not  within  nar- 
row limits,  I  find  only  one  or  two  dozen 
universal  favorites,  sung  almost  daily, 
especially  at  large  public  meetings. 

This  fact  is  not  confined  to  what  are 
called  human  compositions.  I  remember 
it  obtained  in  Europe  in  my  youth  when 
the  psalms  of  David  were  sung  in  Scotland 
and  in  Ireland.  A  score  of  these  were 
universal  favorites,  and  almost  weekly  or 
monthly  sung.  But  the  synods  occasion- 
ally enacted  that  they  should  be  first  ex- 
plained and  then  sung.  Hence  the  one 
hundred  and  fifty  were  generally  sung  in 
some  churches  once  in  two  or  three  years. 

But  on  the  hypothesis  that  only  a  tithe 
of  all  the  compositions  in  our  hymn- 
books  would  be  sung,  they  should  con- 
tain, both  in  number  and  variety,  an 
adequate  supply  for  all  persons,  condi- 
tions, and  circumstances,  and  on  all  sub- 
jects of  praise  or  prayer  for  another  and 
a  great  purpose. 


6  PREFACE. 

The  hymn-book  of  a  Christian  com- 
munity, next  to  the  Bible,  is  most  gene- 
rally read,  and  much  and  often  read  by 
all  true  Christians.  It  is  assumed  that 
it  does,  and  certainly  it  ought,  to  con- 
tain the  marrow  and  the  fatness  of  the 
gospel  and  the  exercises  of  the  Christian 
heart  on  all  the  themes  of  Christian 
faith,  hope,  and  love.  It  is  the  best 
substitute  in  the  world  for  what  is 
usually  called  a  confession  of  faith,  an 
exhibit  of  Christian  doctrine  and  Chris- 
tian instruction. 

It  is,  moreover,  a  sort  of  stereotyped 
preached  gospel,  and  to  unconverted  per- 
sons it  is  the  next  thing  to  a  sermon  or 
an  exhortation  on  the  great  themes  of 
Christian  salvation.  On  this  account  it 
may,  without  any  offence  against  good 
taste  and  good  sense,  contain  various 
compositions  which  may  be  regarded  as 
not  so  apposite  to  be  sung  as  to  be  read. 
But  even  these  maybe  sung  in  obedience 
iO  an  apostolic  injunction. 

"  Teach  and  admonish  one  another  in 
psalms,  hymns,  and  spiritual  songs,  sing- 
ing with  gratitude  in  your  hearts  to  the 
Lord  :"  so  Paul  exhorted  the  Christians 
to  whom  he  wrote  letters.  What  was  pre- 
cisely intended  by  psalms,  hymns,  and 
spiritual  songs,  has  often  been  inquired 


TREFACE.  / 

after,   but    not    often    satisfactorily   an- 
swered. 

The  result  of  our  inquiries  upon  this 
subject  is  as  follows  : — 

1.  Psalms  are  historic  compositions,  or 
poetxC  narratives. 

2.  Hymns  are  songs  of  praise,  in  which 
the  excellencies,  glories,  and  gracious  a<$s 
of  some  persons  are  extolled. 

3.  Spiritual  songs  are  either  songs,  the 
matter  of  which  was  immediately  sug- 
gested by  the  Holy  Spirit ;  or  sentimental 
songs,  composed  on  the  divine  communi- 
cations to  men. 

Spiritual  songs  embrace  a  wider  range 
of  subjects  than  both  the  former  ;  for  such 
songs  as  are  of  a  mixed  nature,  partly 
psalms  and  partly  hymns,  may  be  ranked 
among  those  which  are  properly  called 
spiritual  songs. 

Other  compositions,  both  in  scripture 
and  elsewhere,  have  been  called  psalms, 
which  do  not  exactly  correspond  with  the 
true  import  of  this  word  in  its  ancient 
usage.  The  reason  is  obvious  :  The  first 
psalms  being  all,  or  chiefly,  of  one  species 
of  poetry,  other  songs  in  the  same  kind 
of  verse  were  called  by  the  same  name, 
because  of  a  coincidence  in  poetic  mea- 
sure, though  they  were  quite  different  in 
substance  and  design.     In  one  sense  the 


8  PREFACE. 

design  of  all  sacred  poetry  is  the  praise 
of  God.  Hymns  directly  address  God  in 
praise ;  psalms  and  spiritual  songs  indi- 
rectly praise  him,  and  are  sometimes  spe- 
cially designed  for  the  edification  of  men. 

The  general  design  of  all  religious  wor- 
ship is  to  praise  God  and  to  edify  men. 
But  sometimes  we  sing  for  the  sole  pur- 
pose of  praising  God :  on  other  occasions, 
for  the  information  or  edification  of  men. 
In  the  former  case  we  sing  hymns  ;  in 
the  latter,  psalms  or  spiritual  songs, — as 
best  adapted  to  our  end  in  view. 

Such  is  the  plain  and  obvious  difference 
between  psalms,  hymns,  and  spiritual 
songs ;  which  ought  to  be,  in  some  mea- 
sure, apprehended  by  all  who  feel  any 
obligation  upon  them,  arising  from  the 
command  of  the  apostle.  In  singing  any 
of  them  in  the  presence  of  others,  we,  in 
some  measure,  may,  and  often  do,  con- 
tribute to  their  edification. 

No  exercise  of  social  worship  is  more 
delightful,  solemn,  or  sublime,  than  sing- 
ing the  praises  of  the  Lord.  And  when 
we  address  him  in  sacred  song,  care  should 
be  taken  that  the  substance  and  form,  or 
the  matter  and  manner  of  our  song,  be 
such  as  will  be  acceptable  to  him. 

A.  Campbell. 


TABLE  OF  CONTENTS. 


PSALMS. 

NATIVITY  OF  CHRIST 33 

JOHN'S  BAPTISM 40 

CHRIST'S   OWN  BAPTISM 42 

TRANSFIGURATION 48 

PUBLIC  ENTRY  INTO  JERUSALEM...  49 

AGONY  IN  THE  GARDEN 51 

DEATH 53 

THE  LAST  SCENES 57 

RESURRECTION 61 

ASCENSION 74 

DESCENT  OF  THE  HOLY  SPIRIT SO 

REIGN 81 

HYMNS  OF  PRAISE. 
HIS  CORONATION  AND  GLORY 85 

SPIRITUAL  SONGS. 

NATURE 129 

THE  BIBLE 139 

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10  TABLE    OF    CONTENTS. 

PROVIDENCE 144 

AFFLICTIONS 165 

PUBLIC  WORSHIP 176 

BAPTISM 204 

THE  LORD'S  SUPPER 224 

CHRISTIAN  UNION  and  COMMUNION..232 
LOVELINESS  AND  EXCELLENCY   OF 

JESUS 233 

EXHORTATORY  SONGS 267 

EVANGELIZING    AND    RECRUITING 

SONGS 2S4 

MISSIONARY  HYMNS 325 

LORD'S-DAY   MEETINGS 339 

MORNING  SONGS 347 

EVENING   SONGS 357 

OMNIPRESENCE  OF  GOD 372 

JUDGMENT 374 

CHRISTIAN'S  HOPE,  RANK,  HONORS, 

AND  FUTURE  GLORY 877 

SONGS  FOR  CHRISTIAN  CHILDREN.. .401 

MISCELLANY «] 

BAPTISMAL  SELECTIONS 502. 


TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


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A  Friend  there  is, — your  voices  join  164 
A  host  of  spirits  round  the  throne. .  202 
Again  the  Lord  of  light  and  life. .  ..  339 
Again  our  earthly  cares  we  leave . .  .  344 
Again  from  calm  and  sweet  repose..  350 
All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name. .  87 
All  other  sounds  discordant  seem . . .  453 

All  power  is  given  unto  me 500 

All  you  that  have  confess'd 473 

Amazing  grace!  (how  sweet  the)  . .  .   479 

Among  the  mountain  trees 443 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross 287 

And  did  the  holy  and  the  just 51 

And  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love. .  .   271 

And  now  another  day  is  gone 403 

And  now,  my  soul,  another  year. .  ..  465 

Angels,  roll  the  rock  away 70 

Another  day  is  past 360 

Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake  !  awake  !  . .  330 
AsharnM  of  Christ!  our  souls  disdain  £03 
Assembled  at  thy  great  command. . .  455 
As  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung. . .     53 

Awake,  and  sing  the  song 267 

Awake,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lavs 441 

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12  TABLE   OF    FIRST   LINES. 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve  422 
Awake,  my  tongue  ;  thy  tribute  bring  136 
Awake,  0  Zion's  daughter!  rise. .  .  .     4'.) 

Awake,  our  drowsy  souls VI 

Awake,  you  saints,  and  raise  your. .   282 

Baptiz'd  into  our  Saviour's  death  . .    214 

Before  Je-hovah's  awful  throne 17 G 

Behold  th'  amazing  gift  of  love 378 

Behold  the  blind  their  sight  receive.  53 
Behold  the  bright  morning  appears.     68 

Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 112 

Behold  the  mountain  of  the  Lord. .  .  197 
Behold  the  sure  foundation  stone. .  .    191 

Behold  the  well  of  life  appears 4G 

Behold  the  woman's  promised  seed..     38 

Behold  what  witnesses  unseen 2G8 

Believing  souls,  of  Christ  beloved  . .  222 
Beneath  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head.  3G5 
Beyond  the  glitt'ring  starry  sky. ...  77 
Bless'd  are  the  humble  souls  that  see  381 

Bless'd  be  the  everlasting  God 391 

Bless'd  be  thy  name  for  ever 357 

Bless'd  is  the  man  who  shuns  the...  381 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 234 

Blest  morn,  whose  early  dawning. . .     72 

Blow  you  the  trumpet,  blow 284 

Bright  and  joyful  was  the  morn. ...  83 
Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death  315 
By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 409 


TABLE    OF   FIRST    LINES.  13 

Pace 

Children  of  old,  hosannas  sung  . .  .  406 
Christians,  keep  your  armour  bright  88 
Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day  ! . .  . .  63 
Come,  all  you  sons  of  God,  and  view  209 
Come,  children  of  Zion,  and  help  us  100 
Come,  Christian  brethren,  ere  we  part  185 

Come,  er'ry  pious  heart 230 

Come,  happy  souls,  adore  the  Lamb.  205 
Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls.  .  .  .  320 
Come,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast  273 
Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord. .  220 
Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord. .  221 
Come  in,  ye  blessed  of  the  Lord. .  . .  228 
Come,  let  our  hearts  and  voices  join  243 

Come,  let  us  anew 466 

Come,  let  us  join  the  hosts  above. . .  401 
Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs  109 
Come,  let  us  join  in  songs  of  praise.  115 
Come,  let  us  join  with  one  accord. .  339 
Come,  let  us  sing  the  coming  fate. . .  482 
Come,  Lord,  and  warm  each  languid  472 
Come,  O  thou  King  of  all  thy  saints  342 
Come,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast...  301 
Come,  tell  me,  wandering  sinner  . .  .   295 

Come  to  the  house  of  prayer 341 

44  Come  unto  me,"  the  Saviour  cries.  453 
Come,  weary  souls  with  sin  distressed  293 

Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord 186 

Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  you  508 
Come,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord  431 


14  TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Paa* 

Come,  you  poor  and  thirsty  sinners.  311 

Come,  you  redeemed  of  the  Lord. .  .  210 
Come,  you  sinners,  poor  and  needy . 

Come,  you  that  love  the  Saviour's...  91 
Come,  you  that  love  the  Lord,  indeed 

Come,  you  weary  sinners,  come   . . .  304 

Consider  all  my  sorrows,  Lord  .....  165 

Crown  his  head  with  endless  blessings  103 

Dark  was  the  night,  and  cold  the. . .  51 
Daughter  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy..  336 
Day  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders. .  37G 
Dear  as  thou  wert,  and  justly  dear  .  370 
Dear  brethren,  come  draw  near  to  God  421 

Dear  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul 477 

Death  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid.  364 
Delay  not,  delay  not,  0  sinner,  draw  305 

Descending  down  into  the  flood 208 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep 412 

Didst  thou,  Lord  Jesus,  suffer  shame  250 
Do  we  not  know  that  solemn  word  ..  210 

Earth  has  a  joy  unknown  in  heaven  389 

Eternal  God  of  love  and  power 30 1 

Eternal  Source  of  every  joy! 155 

Eternal  Wisdom,  'thee  we  praise. .  . .  134 
Exalted  Prince  of  Life,  we  own  ....     92 

Far  from  these  narrow  scenes  of .  . . .  308 
Father,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines. .    119 


TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES.  15 

Taze 

Father,  I  know  thy  ways  are  just. ..  174 

Father,  is  not  thy  promise  pledg'd. .  333 

Father  of  all,  thy  care  we  bless 

Father  of  all,  we  bow  to  thee 419 

Father  of  Mercies,  in  thy  word 140 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss  . .  .  175 

Few  are  thy  days  and  full  of  wo  . .  .  371 

Firm  as  the  earth  thy  gospel  stands.  102 

For  me,  oh  did  my  Saviour  bleed. .  .  l~ 

Forgiveness!  'tis  a  joyful  sound..  ..  377 
Fountain  of  mercy,  God  of  love. . .  . 

Friend  after  friend  departs 3G9 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies..  121 

From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows.  172 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains..  .  337 

From  the  cross  uplifted  high 322 

From  the  regions  of  love 35 

From  whence  does  this  union  arise..  235 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken.   195 

Glory,  glory  everlasting. 107 

Glory,  glory  to  our  King ! 106 

Glory  to  God  who  reigns  above 160 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night. ..  359 
Go,  and  the  Saviour's  grace  proclaim  231 
Go  on,  you  pilgrims,  while  below. .  .    l7_ 

Go  with  thy  servant,  Lord 326 

God  from  the  dead  has  rais'd  his  Son  415 

God,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son 319 

God  is  the  fountain  whence 103 


1G  TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way. . . .    144 
(rod  of  my  life,  my  morning  song.    . 
God  of  the  morning,  at  thy  voice  ...  349 

God  struck  the  first-born  dead 439 

God  with  us!  0  glorious  name 

Grace  !  'tis  a  charming  sound 470 

Great  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth . 

Great  God,  thy  penetrating  eye 

Great  God,  to  thee  my  ev'ning  e 

Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  band  4*;7 

Great  God,  where'er  we  pitch  our. . . 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God 203 

Great  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great 
Guide  me,  0  thou  great  Messiah. .  ..  506 

Had  I  ten  thousand  gifts  beside 238 

Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and. .  .   448 

Hail,  gracious  heav'nly  Prince 402 

Hail,  mighty  Jesus!  how  divine.  .  .  . 
Hail !  morning  known  among  the  . . 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  anointed 43 

Hail  to  the  Prince  of  Life  and  Peace     86 

Hail  the  blest  morn 34 

Hail  the  day  that  saw  him  rise 417 

Hail,  thou  long  expected  Jesus 44 

Happy  the  child  whose  tender  year- 
Happy  the  city  where  their  sons.  . . .    158 
Happy  the  6aints  whose  lot  is  cast.,    l^t 
Happy  the  souls  to  Jesus  join'd.  .  .  .    104 
Hark !  how  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds  4^4 


TABLE    OF   FIRST    LINES.  17 

Tape 

Hark  !  ten  thousand  harps  and  voices  110 
Hark!  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour.     39 

Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing 42 

Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy.  56 
Hear,  0  sinner !  mercy  hails  you  ...  315 

Hear  the  royal  proclamation 297 

Heaven  has  confirm'd  the  dread. . . .  36G 
He  dies,  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies . .  55 
He  who  on  earth  as  man  was  known  485 
Here,  at  thy  table,  Lord,  we  meet  . .   225 

Here,  Saviour,  we  would  come 212 

Hosanna !  let  us  join  to  sing 73 

Hosanna  to  our  conquering  King. .  .  110 
Hosanna  to  the  Church's  Head  ....   426 

Hosanna  to  King  David's  Son 443 

Hosanna  with  a  cheerful  sound  ....  354 
How  are  thy  servants  blest,  0  Lord.    148 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet 325 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies  371 
How  bright  these  glorious  spirits. .  .  396 
How  bless'd  are  they  who  always  . .   406 

How  charming  is  the  place 181 

How  firm  a  foundation 171 

How  free  and  boundless  is  the  grace  288 
How  happy  are  they  who  their  ....  379 
How  happy  is  the  child  who  hears  . .  410 
How  happy  is  the  Christian's  state  .  380 
How  happy  they  who  know  the  Lord  167 

How  honour'd  is  the  place 185 

How  much  the  drooping  hearts  revive  274 

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How  painfully  pleasing  the  fond  . .  .   501 

How  pleased  and  blest  was  1 345 

How  pleasing  to  behold  and  see. . . .   227 
How  precious  is  the  Book  Divine. .  .   140 
How  shall  I  my  Saviour  set  forth  . . 
How  shall  the  young  secure  their  . . 
How  short  and  hasty  is  our  life  .... 
How  still  and  peaceful  is  the  grave.   450 
How  sweet,  howheav'nly  is  the  sight  *_  2 
How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds  4^7 

How  tender  is  thy  hand 

How  vain  are  all  things  here  below.   433 

How  various  and  how  new 159 

Ho  !  ye  that  thirst,  a  living  fount  . .    309 

Hungry,  and  faint,  and  poor 1S1 

Humble  souls,  who  seek  salvation  . .    211 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives.  .  . .  282 

I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord 183 

If  life's  pleasures  charm  you 

Ill  praise  my  Maker  while  I've  bread] 

I'm  not  asham'd  to  own  my  Lord  . .  267 

Immortal  God  !  on  thee  we  call  ....  427 

In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways. .  .  481 

In  all  my  ways,  0  God 140 

In  ev'ry  trouble  sharp  and  strong  . .  171 

Infinite  excellence  is  thine 90 

In  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptist  stands.  42 

In  thy  name,  O  Lord,  assembling  . . 

I  sing  th'  almighty  power  of  God  . .  446 


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:he  Lord,  enthroned  in  light. . 

I  would  not  lire  always 278 

•  ah  reigns:  he  dwell 

Jehovah  reigns:  his  throne  is  high.  161 

Jerusalem  my  happy  home 400 

s,  and  shall  it  ever  be 279 

a  cometh  from  Galilee  to  Jordan  510 

epherd  of  thy  sheep.  269 

Jesus,  hail !  enthroned  in  glory  ....  108 

-  has  died  that  I  might  liv;  247 
I,  I  love  thy  charming  name..  .  25£ 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken 504 

i,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold 

a,  in  thy  transporting  name. .  . . 

B  invites  his  sairr.s 224 

-.  is  gone  above  the  skies 228 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul 450 

i,  mighty  King  in  Zion  . .  . 

to  heaven  is  gone. . .  . 

s,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace  _   5 

is,  my  love,  my  chief  delight. .  .  241 

Jens,  once  for  sinners  slain 99 

i  Lord,  ascend  thy  throne . 

-  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun  .  81 
J  ssofl,  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend. .  239 

•  blessings  are  not  few ....  290 
hail  thee  Is 

Join  ill  the  glorious  names 253 


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Join,  all  who  love  the  Saviour's  name  254 
Join,  ev'ry  tongue,  to  praise  the  Lord  457 
Joy  is  a  fruit  that  will  not  grow ....   452 

Kindred  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake  219 
King  Jesus,  reign  for  evermore 90 

Let  Avarice  from  shore  to  shore  , .  .  142 
Let  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise. .   454 

Let  Christians  all  agree 233 

Let  children  that  would  fear  the  Lord  405 

Let  ev'ry  mortal  ear  attend 289 

Let  not  your  hearts  with  anxious  . .  386 
Let  others  boast  their  ancient  line. .  388 
Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those  215 
Let  thoughtless  thousands  choose  . .   421 

Let  us  sing  the  King  Messiah 112 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord  . .  294 
Lift  up  your  heads,  eternal  gates ...  76 
Light  of  them  that  sit  in  darkness. .   329 

Like  Noah's  weary  dove 307 

Like  sheep  we  went  astray 60 

Lo !  he  comes  with  clouds  descending  374 

Lo  !  the  stone  is  roll'd  away 437 

Lo !  Wisdom  stands  with  smiling  face  308 
Lo  !  what  a  glorious  sight  appears. .  395 
Long  as  I  live  I'll  praise  thy  name  .  261 
Look,  ye  saints : — the  sight  is  glorious  104 
Lord,  all  I  am  is  known  to  thee  ....  245 
Lord,  am  I  thine — entirely  thine  . .  .  216 


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Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing. .  492 
Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear  188 
Lord,  in  thy  presence  here  we  meet.  432 
Lord,  let  thy  goodness  lead  our  land  462 
Lord,  now  we  part  in  thy  blest  name  185 
Lord  of  my  life,  0  may  thy  praise . .   347 

Lord,  send  thy  servants  forth 457 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray  3G3 
Lord,  we  adore  thy  conqu'ring  grace  280 
Lord,  we  adore  thy  vast  designs.  . .  .  161 
Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now  ....   343 

Lord,  we  expect  a  day 424 

Lord,  what  a  wretched  land  is  this  .  175 
Lord,  what  is  man?  Extremes  how  444 
Lord,  when  together  here  we  meet. .  182 
Lord,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high  77 
Lord,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray  461 

May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour  497 

Mistaken  Boole  that  dream  of  heaven  418 

Morning  breaks  upon  the  tomb 61 

Mortals!  awake,  with  angels  join  ..  37 

My  Christian  friends  in  bonds  of  love  397 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love  . .  .  350 

My  God,  my  heart  with  love  inflame  495 

My  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love. .  422 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys  .  507 

My  gracious  Redeemer  I  love 260 

My  helper,  God,  I  bless  his  name  . .  157 

My  Prophet  thou,  my  heavenly  guide  252 


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My  Son,  know  thou  the  Lord 451 

My  spirit  looks  to  God  alone 176 

My  times  of  sorrow  and  of  joy 166 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts    110 

Not  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth 428 

No  change  of  time  shall  ever  shock.  124 
Nor  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard  471 

Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord 193 

Now  be  my  heart  inspired  to  sing. . .  Ill 

Now  begin  the  heav'nly  theme 262 

Now  for  a  song  of  lofty  praise 74 

Now  is  the  accepted  time 300 

Now  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts . . ..  360 

Now  let  each  happy  guest 226 

Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey. .  ..  114 
Now  let  our  mournful  songs  record..  59 
Now  may  the  God  of  peace  and  love  341 

0  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul 242 

0  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God 413 

0  for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy 75 

0  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing —  507 

O  God  of  Bethel  by  whose  hand 145 

O  God  !  our  help  in  ages  past 146 

O  God,  thy  gifts  of  tender  love 357 

O  happy  children  who  follow  Jesus..  236 

O  happy  is  the  man  who  hears 314 

O  happy  they  who  know  the  Lord  . .  244 
O  how  divine,  how  sweet  the  joy. .  ..  216 


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0  how  I  love  thy  holy  law 143 

0  in  the  morn  of  life  when  youth. ..  408 
0  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  in  thee  I  am , .  508 
0  Jesus,  the  giver  of  all  we  enjoy. .  96 
0,  Jesus  !  the  glory,  the  wonder. .. .  117 
0  land  of  rest,  for  which  I  sigh.  ...  413 
0  Lord,  and  will  thy  pard'ning  love.  205 
0  Lord!  thy  mercy,  my  sure  hope..  125 
0  Lord,  we  in  thy  footsteps  tread. ..  214 
0  Lord !  when  faith  with  fixed  eyes.  251 
0  love,  beyond  conception  great.  .  . .  320 
O  love  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art !...  490 
O  praise  the  Lord !  and  thou,  my  soul  127 

O  render  thanks  to  God  above 124 

O  that  the  Lord's  salvation 456 

O  thou  Fount  of  ev'ry  blessing 264 

O  thou  in  whose  presence  my  soul. .  500 
O  thou  to  whom  all  creatures  bow . .  122 
O  thou  my  light,  my  life,  my  joy. .  .  440 
O  thou,  who  once  on  Israel's  ground  456 
O  turn  you  !  O  turn  you,  for  why . .  .   317 

O  what  a  blessed  morn 33 

O  what  amazing  words  of  grace.  .  .  .   287 

O  when  shall  I  see  Jesus 265 

O  where  shall  rest  be  found 470 

O  with  what  pleasure  we  behold ....   218 

O  you  immortal  throng ,      79 

O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness. . .  194 
Our  fathers  !  where  are  they 409 


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One  glance  of  thine,  eternal  Lord. ..  373 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand. .  385 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead. ...  74 

Once  more  before  we  part 340 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day..  349 

Our  souls  are  in  the  Saviour's  hand.  277 

Our  Saviour  bowed  beneath  the  wave  511 

Our  souls  by  love  together  knit 236 

Our  spirits  join  to  praise  the  Lamb..  225 

On  Tabor's  top  the  Saviour  stood 48 

On  thee,  each  morning,  0  my  God. .  354 

On  the  mountain's  top  appearing 474 

Onward,  onward,  men  of  heaven 338 

Onward  speed  thy  conquering  flight.  475 

One  there  is  above  all  others 256 

On  Zion's  glorious  summit  stood 393 

On  Zion,  his  own  holy  mount 299 

Pluxg'd  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair. .   390 

Praise  you  the  Lord 120 

Proclaim,  says  Christ,  my  wondrous  208 

Haise  your  triumphant  songs 121 

Rejoice,  believers  in  the  Lord 429 

'  Rejoice,  my  soul  still  in  the  Lord  . .    246 
Rejoice,  0  Earth  !  the  Lord  is  King     93 

Rejoice — the  Lord  is  King 94 

Remark,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bound  156 
"  Remember  thy  Creator" 411 


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Return,  0  wand'rer,  now  return  . .  .  309 

Reform,  and  be  imrners'd 

Rise,  gracious  God,  and  shine 325 

Rise,  0  my  soul !  pursue  the  path. .  277 

Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me 420 

Roll  on,  thou  mighty  ocean 476 

Safely  through  another  week 179 

Salvation  !  0,  the  joyful  sound 116 

Saviour,  breathe  an  evening  blessing  361 

See  how  the  rising  sun 358 

See  the  leaves  around  us  failing. .  . .    404 

See  what  a  living  stone 192 

Serene  I  laid  me  down 353 

Shout,  for  the  blessed  Jesus  reigns  .  98 
Shout  the  glad  tidings  !  exultingly  .  201 
Since  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time  163 

Since  I  ca.n  read  my  title  clear 275 

Sing  to  the  Lord  a  new-made  song  .  82 
Sinners,  come  and  taste  with  me . .  .  305 
Sinners,  hear  your  Lord  and  Saviour  306 
Sinners,  turn — why  will  you  die  . .  .  303 
Sinners,  will  you  scorn  the  message  323 
So  let  your  lips  and  lives  express. .  .  328 
Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  morn  . .  .   505 

Softly  now  the  light  of  day 362 

Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord 327 

Stern  Winter  throws  his  icy  chains.  464 
Stop,  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think  . .    302 


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Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song. .  .  458 
Sweet  the  moment,  rich  in  blessing.   435 

That  glorious  day  is  drawing  nigh.  198 
Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days  .  468 
Teach  us  in  time  of  deep  distress  . .  173 
The  angels  that  watch'd  round  the  .     62 

The  Book  of  Nature  open  lies 129 

The  chariot !  the  chariot 434 

The  day  is  past  and  gone 358 

The  food  on  which  thy  children  live  415 

The  God  of  harvest  praise 459 

The  happy  morn  is  come 71 

The  icy  chains  that  bound  the  earth  153 
The  King  of  heav'n  his  table  spreads  291 

The  Lord  is  ris'n  indeed 69 

The  Lord  is  the  fountain  of  goodness  313 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns 101 

The  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light 168 

The  Lord  of  lords  and  King  of  kings  491 
The   Lord,    who   rules    the   world's  152 

The  man  is  ever  blest 423 

The  morning  light  returns 355 

The  Prince  of  Salvation  in  triumph  316 
The  Prince  of  salvation  is  coming. .  200 
The  race  that  long  in  darkness  pined  45 
The  rich  memorials  of  thy  grief  . . .  229 
The  Saviour  ris'n  to-day  we  praise  .  67 
The  Saviour  !  0  what  endless  charms  128 


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The  Son  of  Man  they  did  betray. . .  494 
The  spacious  firmament  on  high  . . .  131 
The  true  Messiah  now  appears  ....  40 
There  is  a  calm  for  those  that  weep  367 
There  is  a  fountain  filFd  with  blood  387 
There  is  a  God — all  nature  speaks  .  138 
There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest  . .  416 
There  is  an  hour  of  hallow' d  peace.  473 
There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight  ....   399 

There  is  a  land  of  pleasure 493 

There  is  a  place  where  my  hopes  are  442 
There  is  no  path  to  heav'nly  bliss  . .  243 
There  is  a  world  of  perfect  bliss  . . .  471 
There's  no  name  among  men  nor  . .  385 
There's  not  a  star  whose  twinkling  .  133 
There's  joy  in  heav'n,  and  joy  on  . .   217 

This  is  a  precious  book  indeed 403 

This  is  the  day  the  first  ripe  sheaf. .  65 
This  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love. .  318 
This  Lord  is  the  Lord  we  adore  ....   102 

This  world  can  never  give 425 

Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave 411 

Thou  art  our  Shepherd,  glorious  God !  184 
Thou  art  the  Way — to  thee  alone...  249 
Thou  sweet  gliding  Kedron,  by  thy..  445 

Thou  that  dost  my  life  prolong 351 

Though  troubles  assail 148 

Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  night  488 
Through  endless  years  thou  art  the..  135 


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Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on 362 

Thy  goodness,  Lord,  our  souls  eonfese  1 37 
Thy  kingdom,  Lord,  for  ever  Btands.   L62 

Thy  presence,  everlasting  God 158 

Thy  way,  0  Lord,  is  in  the  sea 150 

Thy  worthiness  is  all  our  song 113 

Time  is  winging  us  away 437 

'Tis  done,  the  great  transaction's  done  215 
"  'Tis  Finished,"  the  Redeemer  cries  427 

rTifl  God  the  Father  we  adore 212 

'Tis  darkness  here,  but  Jesus  smiles.  49G 
'Tis  midnight ;  and  on  Olive's  brow.  52 
'Tis  not  the  law  of  ten  commands. .   257 

'Tis  religion  that  can  give 429 

To  Christ,  the  Lord,  let  ev'ry  tongue  178 
To-day,  if  you  will  hear  his  voice  . .    296 

To  God  the  mighty  Lord 438 

To  Him  from  whom  our  blessings. . .  4'1>i> 
To  Him  that  lov'd  the  sons  of  men...  85 
To  Him  who  did  salvation  bring. ...  97 
To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name. . .  245 
To  praise  the  ever  bounteous  Lord . .    154 

To  spend  one  sacred  day 190 

To  thee  let  my  first  off'rings  rise 152 

'Twas  God  who  fix'd  the  rolling.  .  .  .  135 
;Twas  on  that  night,  when  doom'd  to  57 
'Twas  on  that  night,  that  doleful. . ..  58 
,rTwas  the  commission  of  our  Lord...  207 


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Cn*to  our  God,  on  Judah's  hills 335 

Upon  the  banks  of  Jordan  stood 40 

Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame 3C4 

AVanderer  from  God,  return,  return.  321 
We  bless  the  Prophet  of  the  Lord. . .  118 
"We  love  thy  name,  we  love  thy  laws  211 
"Welcome,  thou  well-beloved  of  God.  218 
"We  sing  the  Saviour's  wondrous  death     54 

"Weeping  sinners,  dry  your  tears 324 

"We've  no  abiding  city  here 435 

What  could  your  Redeemer  do 293 

"What  equal  honours  shall  we  bring..   107 

What  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page 139 

What  poor,  despised  company 382 

"What,  poor  sinner,  means  this  sadness  306 

"What  shall  I  render  to  my  God 189 

What  though  no  flow'rs  the  fig-tree..   146 

When  all  thy  mercies,  0  my  God 151 

When  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd. . .  368 
When  brighter  suns  and  milder  skies  463 
When  Israel  through  the  desert  ...  141 
When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross...  224 
When  languor  and  disease  invade. . .   170 

When  marshall'd  on  the  nightly 449 

When  overwhelmed  with  grief 169 

When  the  King  of  Kings  comes 392 

When  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale  4G2 


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When  we  the  sacred  grave  survey ...  61 

Where'er  a  sinner  turns  to  God 292 

While  humble  shepherds  watch'd...  36 

While  in  this  sacred  rite  of  thine 511 

While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  power.  414 

While  we  the  empty  tomb  survey 347 

Who  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise.  219 

Who  has  our  report  believed  ? 498 

Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends  367 

Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die  447 

Why  stand  you  here  idle,  my  friends,  312 

With  earnest  longings  of  the  mind...  168 

With  glory  clad,  with  strength 125 

With  Israel's  God  who  can  compare?  121 

With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace. .  . .  248 

With  my  substance  I  will  honour. . .  256 

With  one  consent  let  all  the  earth. . .  177 

With  songs  of  grateful  praise 331 

With  thee,  great  God,  the  stores  of..  348 

With  willing  hearts  we  tread 204 

Wisdom  divine  ordain'd  the  plan 300 

Within  thy  house,  0  Lord,  our  God..  345 

Ye  men  and  angels,  witness 223 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord 329 

Ye  that  obey  th'  immortal  King. . . .  188 

Ye  who  in  his  courts  are  found 322 

Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor.  310 

Yes,  the  Redeemer  rose 66 


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Yes,  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking. . .  473 

You  boundless  realms  of  joy 132 

You  glittering  toys  of  earth,  adieu . .  259 

You  messengers  of  Christ 334 

You  servants  of  God 332 

Young  children  once  to  Jesus  came..  404 

Zion  stands  with  hills  surrounded . . .  202 


PSALMS. 


PSALM  1.       6's,8's. 

0,  what  a  blessed  morn 

That  brought  the  news  from  heav'n  ! 
To  us  a  child  is  born, 
To  us  a  son  is  giv'n ! 
The  sweetest  news  that  ever  came, 
We'll  sing,  though  all  the  world  should 
blame. 

The  long-expected  morn 

Has  dawn'd  upon  the  earth ; 
The  Saviour  Christ  is  born, 
And  angels  sing  his  birth : 
We'll  join  the  bright  seraphic  throng, 
We'll  share  their  joys,  and  swell  their  song. 

0  'tis  a  lofty  theme, 

Supplied  by  angels'  tongues ! 
All  other  subjects  seem 
Unworthy  of  our  songs. 
This  sacred  theme  has  boundless  charms, 
It  fills,  it  captivates,  it  warms. 

3  33 


34  PSALMS. 

Now  sing  of  peace  divine, 

Sing  of  good-will  to  man  ; 
No  wisdom,  Lord,  but  thine, 
Could  form  the  gracious  plan ; 
Could  find  a  way  to  save  the  lost, 
Thyself  not  ceasing  to  be  just. 

Give  praise  to  God  on  high, 

With  angels  round  his  throne ; 
Give  praise  to  God  with  joy  ; 
Give  praise  to  God  alone ; 
'Tis  meet  his  saints  their  songs  should  raise, 
And  give  the  Saviour  endless  praise. 

PSALM  2.       P.  M. 

Hail  the  blest  morn  !  when  the  great  Mediator 
Down  from  the  regions  of  glory  descends ! 

Shepherds,  go  worship  the  babe  in  the  manger; 
Lo  !  for  your  guide  the  bright  angel  attends  ! 


Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 
Dawn  on  our  darkness,  and  lend  us  thy  aid: 

Star  of  the  East,  the  horizon  adorning, 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  are  shining, 
Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall; 

Angels  adore  him  in  slumbers  reclining, 
Maker,  and  Monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all! 


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Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 
Odors  of  Eden,  and  offerings  divine; 

Gems  from  the  mountain,  and  pearls  from  the 
ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from  the  mine  ? 

Vainly  we  offer  earth's  richest  oblation, 
Vainly  with  gold  would  his  favor  secure; 

Richer,  by  far,  is  the  heart's  adoration, 
Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor! 
Brightest  and  best,  &c. 

PSALM  3.       P.  M. 

From  the  regions  of  love,  lo  !  an  angel  descended, 

And  told  the  strange  news  how  the  babe  was  at- 
tended ; 

Go,  shepherds,  and  visit  the  wonderful  stranger; 

Sea  yonder  bright  star !  there's  your  Lord  in  a 
manger. 

CHORUS. 

Hallelujah   to  the  Lamb  who  has  bled  for  our 

pardon, 
We'  U  praise  him  again  ichen  ire  pass  over  Jordan! 

Glad  tidings  I  bring  unto  you  and  each  narion! 
Glad  tidings  of  joy — now  behold  your  salvation  ; 
Then  suddenly  multitudes  raise  their  glad  voices, 
And  shout  hallelujahs,  while  heaven  rejoices  ! 

Xow  glory  to  God  in  the  highest  be  giv'n, 
All  glory  to  God  is  re-echoed  from  heaven  ; 
Around  the  whole  earth  let  us  tell  the  glad  story, 
And  sing  of  his  love,  his  salvation,  and  glory. 


36  PSALMS. 

0  Jesus  !  ride  on,  thy  kingdom  is  glorious  ; 

Oyer  sin,  death,  and  hell,  thou'lt  make  us  vic« 
torious  ! 

Thy  banner  unfurl — let  the  nations  surrender, 

And  own  thee  their  Saviour,  their  Lord,  and  De- 
fender! [Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb,  &c. 

PSALM  4.       C.  M. 

While  humble   shepherds  watch'd  their 
In  Bethlehem's  fields  by  night,      [flocks 

An  angel  sent  from  heav'n  appear'd, 
And  fill'd  the  fields  with  light. 

"Fear  not,"  he  said,  (for  great  alarm 
Had  seiz'd  their  troubled  mind,) 

"Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

"To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day 

Is  born,  of  David's  line, 
The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord, 

And  this  shall  be  the  sign : — 

"The  heav'nly  babe  you  there  shall  find, 

To  human  view  display'd, 
All  meanly  wrapp'd  in  swaddling  bands, 

And  in  a  manger  laid." 

Thus  spoke  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 

Appear'd  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels,  praising  God  ;  and  thus 

Address'd  their  joyful  song: — 


PSALMS.  37 

"  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ! 
Good- will  abounds  to  men  below, 

That  never  more  shall  cease  \" 


PSALM  O.       C.  M. 

Mortals  !  awake,  with  angels  join, 

And  chant  the  cheerful  lay; 
Ljvp,  joy,  and  gratitude  combine 

To  hail  the  auspicious  day. 

In  heav'n  the  rapt'rous  song  began, 

And  sweet  seraphic  fire 
Through  all  the  shining  legions  ran, 

And  swept  the  sounding  lyre. 

The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  new 

To  each  angelic  tongue  ; 
Swift  through  the  realms  of  light  it  flew, 

And  loud  the  echo  rung. 

Down  through  the  portals  of  the  sky 

The  pealing  anthem  ran, 
And  angels  flew  with  eager  joy 

To  bear  the  news  to  man. 

Hark !  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 

And  glory  leads  the  song. 
Peace  and  salvation  swell  the  note 

Of  all  the  heav'nly  throng. 


38  PSALMS. 

With  joy  the  chorus  we'll  repeat, 

"Glory  to  God  on  high! 
Good-will  and  peace  are  now  complete — 

Jesus  was  Lorn  to  die  \" 

Hail,  Prince  of  Life !  for  ever  hail ! 

Redeemer — brother — friend  ! 
Though  earth,  and  time,  and  life  shall  fail, 

Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 


PSALM  6.       L.  M, 

Behold  the  woman's  promised  seed ! 

Behold  the  great  Messiah  come ! 
Behold  the  Prophets  all  agreed 

To  give  him  the  superior  room  ! 

Abrah'm,  the  saint,  rejoic'd  of  old, 
When  visions  of  the  Lord  he  saw ; 

Moses,  the  man  of  God,  foretold 
This  great  fulhller  of  his  law. 

T'he  types  bore  witness  to  his  name, 
Obtain' d  their  chief  design,  and  ceas'd- 

The  incense  and  the  bleeding  lamb, 
The  ark,  the  altar,  and  the  priest. 

Predictions  in  abundance  join 

To  pour  their  witness  on  his  head : 

Jesus,  we  bow  before  thy  throne, 
And  own  thee  as  the  promis'd  seed. 


PSALMS.  39 


PSALM  7.       C.  It. 

Hark  !  the  glad  sound,  the  Saviour's  come ! 

The  Saviour  promised  long  ! 
Let  ev'ry  heart  prepare  a  throne, 

And  ev'ry  voice  a  song. 

On  him  the  Spirit,  largely  pour'd, 

Exerts  his  sacred  fire  ; 
Wisdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love, 

His  holy  breast  inspire. 

He  comes  the  prisoners  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held, 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 

The  iron  fetters  yield. 

He  comes,  from  thickest  shades  of  night 

To  clear  the  inward  sight, 
And  on  the  eyeballs  of  the  blind 

To  pour  celestial  light. 

He  comes  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure, 
Aod  from  the  treasures  of  his  grace 

T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

Our  glad  Hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 
Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 

And  heavVs  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 


40  PSALMS. 


PSALM  8.       C.  M. 

The  true  Messiah  now  appears, 
The  types  are  all  withdrawn ; 

So  fly  the  shadows  and  the  stars 
Before  the  rising  dawn. 

Now  smoking  sweets,  and  bleeding  lambs, 
And  kids,  and  bullocks  slain, — 

Incense  and  spice  of  costly  names, 
Would  all  be  burnt  in  vain. 

Aaron  must  lay  his  robes  away, 

His  mitre  and  his  vest, 
When  God's  own  Son  comes  down  to  be 

The  off'ring  and  the  priest. 

He  took  our  mortal  flesh  to  show 

The  wonders  of  his  love  ; 
For  us  he  paid  his  life  below, 

And  pleads  for  us  above. 

PSALM  9.       C.  M. 

john's  baptism. 

Upon  the  banks  of  Jordan  stood 

The  great  reformer,  John, 
And  pointed  to  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  long-expected  one. 


PSALMS.  41 

He  loud  proclaini'd  the  coming  reign, 

And  told  them  to  reform, 
If  they  God's  favor  would  obtain, 

And  shun  the  gath'ring  6torm. 

He  bade  all  those  who  did  repent, 

Forthwith  to  be  immers'd, 
Assuring  them  that  God  had  sent 

The  message  he  rehears'd. 

Forsake  jour  sins,  the  Baptist  said, 

That  you  may  be  forgiv'n  ; 
Forsake  them  now,  and  be  immers'd, 

For  near's  the  Reign  of  heav'n. 

Thus  did  the  man  of  God  prepare 

A  people  for  the  Lord  ; 
To  him  did  all  the  Jews  repair, 

Who  trusted  in  his  word. 

But  now  the  reign  of  God  has  come, 

That  reign  of  grace  below, 
And  Jesus  reigns  upon  God's  throne, 

Remission  to  bestow. 

He  bids  all  nations  look  to  him, 
As  Prince  of  Life  and  Peace ; 

And  offers  pardon  to  all  them 
Who  now  accept  his  grace. 


42  PSALMS. 

PSALM   10.         6  times  S. 
HIS   BAPTISM. 

In  Jordan's  tide  the  Baptist  stands, 
Immersing  the  repenting  Jews  ; 

The  Son  of  God  the  rite  demands, 
Nor  dares  the  holy  man  refuse : 

Jesus  descends  beneath  the  wave, 

The  emblem  of  his  future  grave  ! 

But,  lo  !  from  yonder  op'ning  skies, 
What  beams  of  dazzling  glory  spread ! 

Dove-like  the  Holy  Spirit  flies, 

And  lights  on  the  Redeemer's  head : 

Amaz'd  they  see  the  power  divine 

Around  the  Saviour's  temples  shine. 

Then  does  the  Father  loud  proclaim, 
In  audience  of  the  wond'ring  crowd ; 

Attend,  all  nations  ;  hear  the  name 
His  Father  gave :  he  spoke  aloud : 

This  is  my  well-beloved  Son ! 

I  see  well  pleas'd  what  he  has  done ! 

PSALM  11.       7's. 

Hark  !  the  herald  angels  sing, 
Glory  to  the  new-born  King  : 
Peace  on  earth,  and  mercy  mild, 
God  and  sinners  reconciled. 


PSALMS.  43 

Joyful,  all  you  nations,  rise, 
Join  the  triumph  in  the  skies, 
With  the  heavenly  host  proclaim*, 
Christ  is  born  in  Bethlehem. 

Hail !  thou  heav'n-born  Prince  of  Peace, 
Hail !  thou  Sun  of  Righteousness, 
Ris'n  with  healing  in  thy  wings, 
Life  and  light  thy  rising  brings. 


PSALM  12.       7's,6's. 

Hail  to  the  Lord's  Anointed ! 

Great  David's  greater  Son ; 
Hail  in  the  time  appointed, 

His  reign  on  earth  begun ! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression  ; 

To  set  the  captive  free ; 
To  take  avray  transgression, 

And  rule  in  equity. 

He  comes  with  succor  speedy 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong ; 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong ; 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light, 
Whose  souls,  condemned  and  dying, 

Were  precious  in  his  sight. 


44 


PSALMS. 


He  shall  come  down  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth, 
And  I6ve  and  joy,  like  flowers, 

fepnng  in  his  path  to  birth : 
before  him,  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  peace,  the  herald,  go  • 
And  righteousness  in  fountains 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

To  him  shall  pray'r  unceasing 

And  daily  vows  ascend ; 
His  kingdom  still  increasing, 

A  kingdom  without  end: 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove ; 
His  name  shall  stand  for  ever : 

That  name  to  us  is — Love. 


PSALM   13.        8'sand7's. 

Hail,  thou  long-expected  Jesus, 
Born  to  set  thy  people  free ; 

Thou  from  sin  and  fear  released  us 
Make  us  find  our  rest  in  thee. 

Israel's  strength  and  consolation, 
Hope  of  all  thy  saints  thou  art ; 

Long  desired  of  ev'ry  nation, 
Joy  of  ev'ry  waiting  heart. 


PSALMS.  45 

Born  thy  people  to  deliver, 

Born  a  child,  yet  Christ  the  King ; 

Born  to  reign  in  us  for  ever, 

Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring. 

By  thy  word  and  blessed  Spirit 
Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone ; 

By  thy  all-sufficient  merit 

Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne 

Now  we  wait  for  thy  appearing, 
From  the  realms  of  bliss  above  ; 

With  thy  word  each  other  cheering, 
Save  us,  Prince  of  Peace  and  Love 

Mighty  God !  Eternal  Father ! 

Now  we  glorify  thy  name ; 
Lord  of  all  created  nature, 

Men  and  angels'  noblest  theme. 


PSALM  14.       C.  M. 

The  race  that  long  in  darkness  pined 
Have  seen  a  glorious  light ; 

The  people  dwell  in  day,  who  dwelt 
In  death's  surrounding  night. 

To  hail  thy  rise,  thou  better  Sun ! 

The  gathering  nations  come, 
Joyous,  as  when  the  reapers  bear 

The  harvest  treasures  home. 


46  PSALMS. 

To  us  a  child  of  hope  is  born, 

To  us  a  Son  is  giv'n  ! 
Him  shall  the  tribes  of  earth  obey — 

Him,  all  the  hosts  of  heav'n. 

His  name  shall  be  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

For  evermore  ador'd, 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counsellor, 

The  great  and  mighty  Lord. 

His  power,  increasing,  still  shall  spread- 
His  reign  no  end  shall  know — 

Justice  shall  guard  his  throne  above, 
And  peace  abound  below. 


PSALM  15.       L.  M. 

Behold  the  well  of  life  appears, 
Sought  for  by  men  four  thousand  years  ! 
Tell  all  mankind — let  ev'ry  gale  • 

Bear  round  the  earth  the  pleasing  tale. 

Bid  each  diseased  soul  come  here ; 
You  lame,  you  blind,  you  sick,  draw  near! 
Behold,  this  true  medic'nal  stream 
Heals  maladies  of  ev'ry  name ! 

The  blind  rejoice  to  see  the  sun, 
The  lame  lay  by  their  crutch  and  run : 
Hark!  from  the  dumb  man's  loosen'd  tongue 
Breaks  forth  the  raptur'd,  grateful  sona! 


PSALMS.  4  J 

The  deaf  too  taste,  and  wond'ring  hear, 
The  joyful  sound  salutes  their  ear ; 
The  feeble  drink  the  healing  stream, 
And  vigor  shoots  through  all  their  frame. 

This  stream  shall  all  our  wants  supply ; 
Impoverish'd  souls,  why  should  you  die ! 
The  Spirit  says,  "Whoever  will, 
May  hither  come  and  drink  his  fill." 

Let  the  glad  tidings  reach  the  dead ; 
This  river  runs  through  death's  dark  shade: 
Where'er  it  comes,  this  living  spring 
Gives  life  and  health  to  every  thing. 

You  thirsty  souls,  no  more  complain ; 
Our  God  has  smote  the  rock  again ; 
At  Calvary  the  stream  ran  down 
From  the  pierc'd  side  of  God's  own  Son ! 

While  through  life's  barren  waste  we  stray, 
This  stream  shall  follow  all  the  way ! 
Best  flow'rs  shall  spring  where'er  it  flows, 
And  deserts  blossom  as  the  rose ! 

What  though  the  desert's  heat  annoy, 
These  waters  still  renew  our  joy; 
And  while  we  drink  this -cheering  spring, 
Upon  its  bank  we  sit  and  sing. 


48  PSALMS. 

PSALM  16.       C.  M. 

THE    TRANSFIGURATION. 

On  Tabor's  top  the  Saviour  stood 
With  Peter,  James,  and  John ; 

And  while  he  talk'd  of  Calv'ry  there, 
His  face  resplendent  shone. 

While  on  his  sufferings  he  conyers'd, 

And  spoke  of  griefs  to  come, 
His  countenance  assum'd  a  light 

Much  brighter  than  the  sun. 

In  dazzling  brightness  all  array'd 

Jesus  transfigured  stands, 
From  heav'n  descends  the  man  who  gave 

To  Israel  God's  commands. 

Elijah,  too,  of  burning  zeal, 

Who  did  that  law  restore, 
Appeared  with  Moses  on  this  mount 

And  talked  his  sufferings  o'er. 

Transported  with  this  glorious  scene, 

The  witnesses  exclaim, 
'Tis  good,  Lord,  with  such  guests  to  dwell : 

Here  let  us  still  remain. 

Three  tents  with  joyful  hands  we'll  raise, 
And  place  them  side  by  side, 

For  these  celestials,  and  for  thee, 
And  here  let  us  abide.  c 


PSALMS.  49 

While  thus  they  spoke,  a  cloud  descends 
And  takes  them  from  their  sight ; 

But  Jesus  yet  remains  with  them, 
The  Father's  chief  delight. 

This  is  my  Son,  his  voice  declares, 

Hear  him  in  all  he  says, 
Not  Moses  nor  Elijah  now 

Shall  guide  you  in  my  ways. 

With  joy  this  more  illustrious  guide 

Henceforth  we'll  glad  obey, 
Till  we  behold  the  glorious  light 

Of  an  eternal  day. 

PSALM  17.       L.  M. 

Christ's  entry  into  Jerusalem. 

Awake,  0  Zion's  daughter  !  rise  ; 

Shake  off  your  dust,  no  more  repine ; 
Let  gladness  sparkle  in  your  eyes, 

In  all  your  fairest  garments  shine  ! 

Behold,  your  King,  expected  long, 
In  humble  pomp  at  length  appears ; 

Amidst  yon  praising  infant  throng 
His  meek,  majestic  head  he  rears. 

No  fiery  steed  he  rides :  he  sways 
No  tinsel  rod  of  earthly  reign  ; 

A  colt,  ne'er  us'd  till  now,  conveys 
To  you  yexn  lowly  Prince  divine. 

4 


50  PSALMS. 

Here's  no  vain  crowd,  no  gaudy  show ; 

Babes  taught  of  Heav'n  resound   hia 
praise, 
His  path  the  Galileans  strow 

With  branches  of  triumphant  peace. 

The  blind  and  lame,  by  him  reliev'd, 
His  saving  light  and  strength  proclaim ; 

His  foes  with  shame  and  spite  are  griev'd 
To  see  his  works  and  hear  his  fame. 

Hosanna  !  thronging  myriads  shout, 
Jehovah  brings  salvation  nigh ! 

Hosanna  !  ev'ry  babe  cries  out, 
Jehovah,  send  posterity ! 

To  him  who,  in  Jehovah's  name, 

Draws  nigh  to  save,  all  praise  belongs, 

Peace  reigns  in  heaven,  with  every  beam 
Of  glory  in  the  highest  ones. 

Salvation  sing  to  David's  Son ! 

All  blessings  sing  to  Israel's  King ! 
His  kingdom  blessed  be  alone, 

And  bless'd  the  people  of  his  reign. 

In  all  the  earth  how  worthy  is, 

0  Lord  our  God,  thy  glorious  name ! 

From  infant  lips  thou  perfect'st  praise, 
Thy  strength,  to  put  thy  foes  to  shame  I 


PSALMS.  51 

PSALM  18.       C.  M. 

Dark  was  the  night,  and  cold  the  ground 

On  which  the  Lord  was  laid ; 
His  sweat  like  drops  of  blood  ran  down ; 

In  agony  he  pray'd, — 
14  Father,  remove  this  bitter  cup, 

If  such  thy  sacred  will ; 
If  not,  content  to  drink  it  up, 

Thy  pleasure  I  fulfil." 
Go  to  the  garden,  sinner ;  see 

Those  precious  drops  that  flow ; 
The  heavy  load  he  bore  for  thee ; 

For  thee  he  lies  so  low. 
Then  learn  of  him  the  cross  to  bear ; 

Thy  Father's  will  obey ; 
And,  when  temptations  press  thee  near, 

Awake  to  watch  and  pray. 

PSALM  19.       C.  M. 

And  did  the  holy  and  the  just, 

The  Sovereign  of  the  skies, 
Stoop  down  to  wretchedness  and  dust 

That  guilty  man  might  rise ! 

Yes,  the  Redeemer  left  his  throne, 

His  radiant  throne  on  high ; 
Surpassing  mercy !  love  unknown ! 

To  suffer,  bleed,  and  die. 


52  PSALMS. 

He  took  the  dying  rebel's  place, 

And  suffer' d  in  our  stead ; 
For  sinful  man — 0  wondrous  grace ! 

For  sinful  man  he  bled ! 

0  Lord !  what  heav'nly  wonders  dwell 

In  thy  most  precious  blood  ? 
By  this  are  sinners  sav'd  from  hell, 

And  rebels  brought  to  God. 

PSALM  20.       L.  M. 

'Tis  midnight ;  and  on  Olive's  brow 
The  star  is  dimmed  that  lately  shone ; 

;Tis  midnight ;  in  the  garden  now, 
The  suffering  Saviour  prays  alone. 

'Tis  midnight;  and,  from  all  remov'd, 
The  Saviour  wrestles  lone,  with  fears ; 

E'en  that  disciple  whom  he  lov'd 

Heeds  not  his  Master's  grief  and  tears 

'Tis  midnight ;  and  for  others'  guilt 
The  man  of  sorrows  weeps  in  blood ; 

Yet  he  that  hath  in  anguish  knelt 
Is  not  forsaken  by  his  God. 

'Tis  midnight ;  and  from  ether  plains 
Is  borne  the  song  that  angels  know ; 

Unheard  by  mortals  are  the  strains 
That  sweetly  soothe  the  Saviour's  woe. 


PSALMS.  53 

PSALM  21.       L.  M. 

Behold  the  blind  their  sight  receive! 
Behold  the  dead  awake  and  live ! 
The  dumb  speak  wonders,  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name ! 
Thus  doth  the  Holy  Spirit  own 
And  seal  the  mission  of  the  Son ; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cause, 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross. 

He  dies  :  the  heav'ns  in  mourning  stood ; 
He  rises  by  the  power  of  God: 
Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high, 
Xo  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die ! 
Hence  and  for  ever  from  my  heart 
I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart ; 
And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign, 
Which  bear  credentials  so  divine. 

PSALM  22.       C.  M. 

As  on  the  ^ross  the  Saviour  hung, 

And  groan'd,  and  bled,  and  died, 
He  look'd  with  pity  on  a  wretch 

That  languish'd  by  his  side. 
The  dying  thief  in  Jesus  saw 

A  majesty  divine ; 
While  scoffing  Jews  around  him  stood, 

And  ask'd  him  for  a  sign! 


54  PSALMS. 

The  kingdom,  Lord,  is  thine,  he  said ; 

'Tis  thine  o'er  men  to  reign : 
Thy  wondrous  works  thy  lordship  prove ; 

These  pains  thy  love  proclaim : 

Honors  divine  await  thee  soon, 

A  sceptre  and  a  crown : 
With  shame  thy  foes  shall  yet  behold 

Thee  seated  on  a  throne. 

Then,  gracious  Lord,  remember  me ! 

Is  not  forgiveness  thine  ? 
My  crimes  have  brought  me  to  thy  side — 

Thy  love  brought  thee  to  mine ! 

His  prayer  the  dying  Jesus  hears, 

And  instantly  replies, 
To-day  your  parting  soul  shall  be 

With  me  in  paradise. 


PSALM  23.       C.  M. 

We  sing  the  Saviour's  wondrous  death- 
He  conquer' d  when  he  fell : 

?Tis  finish' d,  said  his  dying  breath, 
And  shook  the  gates  of  hell. 

'Tis  finish'd,  our  Immanuel  cries, 

The  dreadful  work  is  done ; 
Hence  shall  his  sov'reign  throne  arise, 

His  kingdom  is  begun. 


PSALMS.  55 

His  cross  a  sure  foundation  laid 

For  glory  and  renown, 
When  through  the  regions  of  the  dead 

He  pass'd  to  reach  the  crown. 

Raise  your  devotion,  mortal  tongues, 

His  praises  to  record ; 
Sweet  be  the  accents  of  your  songs 

To  your  victorious  Lord. 

Bright  angels,  strike  your  loudest  strings, 

Your  sweetest  voices  raise  ; 
Let  heav'n  and  all  created  things 

Sound  our  Immanuel's  praise  ! 

PSALM  24.       L.  M. 

Hf  dies,  the  friend  of  sinners  dies! 

Lo  !  Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ! 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies, 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 

Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree ; 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men ! 
But,  lo  !  what  sudden  joys  we  see  ! 

Jesus  the  dead  revives  again ! 

The  rising  Lord  forsakes  the  tomb ! 

(The  tomb  in  vain  forbids  his  rise  !) 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 

And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies  J 


56  PSALMS. 

Break  off  your  tears,  you  saints,  and  tell 
How  high  our  great  deliv'rer  reigns ; 

Sing  how  he  spoil' d  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monster  Death  in  chains. 

Say,  "Live  for  ever,  wondrous  King! 

Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  V 
Then  ask  the  monster, "  Where's  thy  sting? 

And  where's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave  V' 

PSALM  25.         8's,  7's,  4's. 

Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 

Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  ; 
See  !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 

Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  sky ! 
It  is  finished ! 

Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 

It  is  finished !     0  what  pleasure 
Do  these  precious  words  afford ! 

Heav'nly  pleasures  without  measure 
Flow  to  us  from  Christ  the  Lord ; 

It  is  finished ! 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record. 

•  Finish'd  all  the  types  and  shadows 
Of  the  once  unfinished  law  ! 
Finish'd  all  that  God  had  promis'd, 
Death  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe : 

It  is  finished! 
Saints,  from  this  your  comfort  draw. 


PSALMS.  57 

Tune  jour  harps  anew,  you  seraphs, 
Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme ; 

All  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  Immanuers  name : 

Halleluiah! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb  ! 


PSALM  26.       L.  M. 

THE    LAST   SCENES. 

'"IVas  on  that  night  when  doom'd  to  know 
The  eager  rage  of  ev'ry  foe, 
That  night  in  which  he  was  betray'd, 
The  Saviour  of  the  world  took  bread ; 

And,  after  thanks  and  glory  giv'n 
To  him  that  rules  in  earth  and  heav'n, 
That  symbol  of  his  flesh  he  broke, 
And  thus  to  all  his  foll'wers  spoke : 

My  broken  body  thus  I  give 

To  you,  my  friends;  take,  eat,  and  live; 

And  oft  the  sacred  feast  renew, 

That  brings  my  wondrous  love  to  view. 

Then  in  his  hands  the  cup  he  rais'd, 
And  God  anew  he  thank'd  and  prais'd ; 
While  kindness  in  his  bosom  glow'd, 
And  from  his  lips  salvation  flow'd. 


58  PSALMS. 

My  blood  I  thus  pour  forth,  he  cries, 
To  cleanse  the  soul  in  sin  that  lies ; 
In  this  the  covenant  is  seaPd, 
And  heaven's  eternal  grace  reveal'd. 

This  cup  is  fraught  with  love  to  men  ; 
Let  all  partake  who  love  my  name ; 
Through  latest  ages  let  it  pour 
In  mem'ry  of  my  dying  hour. 


PSALM  27.       L.  M. 

'Twas  on  that  night,  that  doleful  night, 
When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  God's  Son,  his  chief  delight, 
And  he  betray'd  was  to  his  foes. 

Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 
He  took  the  bread,  and  bless'd  and  broke; 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran ! 
What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spoke  1 

This  is  my  body  broke  for  sin : 
Keceive,  and  eat  the  living  food : 
Then  took  the  cup,  and  bless'd  the  wine — 
'Tis  the  new  cov'nant  in  my  blood. 

Do  this,  he  said,  till  time  shall  end, 
In  mem'ry  of  your  dying  friend; 
Meet  at  my  table^-and  record 
The  love  of  your  departed  Lord. 


PSALMS. 


59 


Jesus,  thy  love  we  celebrate, 
We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name, 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage-supper  of  the  Lamb  ! 


psalm  28.     l.  m 

Now  let  our  mournful  songs  record 
The  sorrows  of  our  dying  Lord, 
"When  he  complained  in  tears  and  blood, 
As  one  forsaken  by  his  God. 

The  Jews  beheld  him  thus  forlorn, 
And  shook  their  heads  and  laugh'd  in  scorn: 
"  He  rescued  others  from  the  grave, 
Now  let  him  try  himself  to  save. 

"  This  is  the  man  did  once  pretend 
God  was  his  Father  and  his  friend ; 
Tf  God  the  blessed  lov'd  him  so, 
Why  does  he  fail  to  help  him  now  V 

0  !  savage  people !  cruel  priests  ! 

How  they  stood  round  like  raging  beasts ! 

Like  lion3  gaping  to  devour, 

When  God  had  left  him  in  their  power ! 

They  wound  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Till  streams  of  blood  each  other  meet; 
By  lot  his  garments  they  divide, 
And  mock  the  pangs  in  "which  he  died. 


60  PSALMS. 

But  God  his  Father  heard  his  ery ; 
Raised  from  the  dead  he  reigns  on  high ; 
The  nations  learn  his  righteousness, 
And  humble  sinners  taste  his  grace. 

PSALM  29.       S.  M. 

Like  sheep  we  went  astray, 

And  broke  the  fold  of  God ; 
Each  wandering  in  a  different  way, 

But  all  the  downward  road. 

How  dreadful  was  the  hour 
When  God  our  wanderings  laid, 

And  did  at  once  his  vengeance  pour 
Upon  the  Shepherd's  head. 

How  glorious  was  the  grace 

When  Christ  sustained  the  stroke  ! 

His  life  and  blood  the  Shepherd  pays, 
A  ransom  for  the  flock. 

But  God  hath  rais'd  his  head 

O'er  all  the  sons  of  men, 
And  made  him  see  a  nuin'rous  seed 

To  recompense  his  pain. 

"  I'll  give  him,"  saith  the  Lord, 

"  A  portion  with  the  strong, 
He  shall  possess  a  large  reward, 

And  hold  his  honors  long." 


PSALMS.  61 

PSALM  30.       7's. 

RESURRECTION   OF   CHRIST. 

Morning  breaks  upon  the  tomb ; 
Jesus  scatters  all  its  gloom  ; 
Day  of  triumph  !  through  the  skies 
See  the  glorious  Saviour  rise. 

Ye  wjio  are  of  death  afraid, 
Triumph  in  the  scattered  shade  ; 
Drive  your  anxious  cares  away ; 
See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

Christian,  dry  your  flowing  tears  ; 
Chase  your  unbelieving  fears ; 
Look  on  his  deserted  grave ; 
Doubt  no  more  his  power  to  save. 

PSALM  31.       L.  M. 

When  we  the  sacred  grave  survey, 
In  which  the  Saviour  deign' d  to  lie, 

We  see  fulfill'd  what  Prophets  say, 
And  all  the  pow'r  of  death  defy. 

This  empty  tomb  shall  now  proclaim 
How  weak  the  bands  of  conquered  death; 

Sure  pledge  that  all  who  trust  his  name 
Shall  rise  and  draw  immortal  breath. 


62  PSALMS. 

Our  surety  freed  declares  us  free, 
For  whose  offences  he  was  seiz'd: 

In  his  release  our  own  we  see, 
And  joy  to  see  Jehovah  pleas'd. 

Jesus,  once  numbered  with  the  dead, 
Unseals  his  eyes  to  sleep  no  more ; 

And  ever  lives  their  cause  to  plead, 
For  whom  the  pains  of  death  he  bore. 

Then,  though  in  dust  we  lay  our  head, 
Yet,  gracious  God,  thou  wilt  not  leave 

Our  flesh  for  ever  with  the  dead, 
Nor  lose  thy  children  in  the  grave  ! 


PSALM  32.       8's. 

The  angels  that  watch' d  round  the  tomb 
"Where  low  the  Redeemer  was  laid, 

"When  deep  in  mortality's  gloom 
He  hid  for  a  season  his  head ; 

That  veil'd  their  fair  face  while  he  slept, 
And  ceas'd  their  sweet  harps  to  employ, 

Have  witness'd  his  rising,  and  swept 
The  chords  with  the  triumphs  of  joy. 

You  saints,  who  once  languish'd  below, 
But  long  since  have  enter'd  your  rest, 

I  pant  to  be  glorified  too, 
To  lean  on  Immanuel's  breast. 


PSffiU  63 

The  grave  in  which  J  laid 

'uried  ruy  guilt  and  rny  fears ; 
And  while  I  contemplate  its  shade, 
The  light  of  his  presence  appears. 

0  sweet  is  the  season  of  rest, 

When  life's  weary  journey  is  done! 

The  blush  that  spreads  over  its  ? 
The  last  ling'ring  ray  of  its  sun  ! 

Though  dreary  the  empire  of  night, 
I  i   m  shall  emerge  from  its  gkom, 

And  see  immortality's  light 

Arise  on  the  shaies  of  the  tomb. 

Then  welcome  the  last  rending  sighs. 
When  these  aching  he;/  ?hall 

break, 

When  death  shall  extinguish  these  eyes. 
And  moisten  with  dew  the  pale  cheek' 

N    :-rror  tne  pi 

I  am  not  mortality's  sL 
The  sunbeam  of  life  as  it  - 

Leaves  a  halo  of  peace  on  the  grave. 

PSALM  33.      r* 

Christ  the  Lord  is  risen  to-day! 
Sons  of  men  and  angels  say  ; 

and  triumphs  high; 
Sing,  you  heav'ns,  and  earth  reply ! 


64  PSALMS. 

Love's  redeeming  work  is  done — 
Fought  the  fight — the  battle  won — 
Lo !  the  Sun's  eclipse  is  o'er ; 
Lo !  he  sets  in  blood  no  more. 

Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal ; 
Christ  has  burst  the  gates  of  hell : 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise ; 
Christ  has  open'd  Paradise. 

Lives  again  our  glorious  King ! 
Where,  0  death,  is  now  thy  sting? 
Once  he  died  our  souls  to  save — 
Where's  thy  vict'ry,  boasting  grave? 

Soar  we  now  where  Christ  has  led, 
FoU'wing  our  exalted  Head ; 
Made  like  Him,  like  Him  we  rise — 
Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  skies. 

What  though  once  we  perish'd  all, 
Partners  of  our  parents'  fall, 
Better  life  we  now  receive — 
In  our  heav'nly  Adam  live. 

Hail,  thou  Lord  of  earth  and  heav'n  I 
Praise  to  thee  by  both  are  giv'n ; 
Thee  we  greet,  triumphant  now — 
Hail !  the  resurrection  Thou. 


PSALMS.  65 


PSALM  34.       C.  M. 

This  is  the  day  the  first  ripe  eheaf 

Before  the  Lord  was  wav'd, 
And  Christ,  first-fruits  of  them  that  slept, 

Was  from  the  dead  received. 

He  rose  for  them  for  whom  he  died, 

That,  like  to  him,  they  may 
Rise  when  he  comes,  in  glory  great, 

That  ne'er  shall  fade  away. 

This  is  the  day  the  Spirit  came 

With  us  on  earth  to  stay — 
A  comforter,  to  fill  our  hearts 

With  joys  that  ne'er  decay. 

His  comforts  are  the  earnest  sure 

Of  that  same  heav'nly  rest 
\Vhich  Jesus  enter'd  on,  when  he 

Was  made  for  ever  blest. 

This  day  the  Christian  church  began, 
Form'd  by  his  wondrous  grace  ; 

This  day  the  saints  in  concord  meet, 
To  join  in  prayer  and  praise. 

To  nourish  faith,  and  hope,  and  love, 
His  death  they  do  show  forth, 

His  resurrection  they  record, 
And  glory  in  his  worth. 
6 


60  PSALMS. 

This  joyful  day  let  us  observe ; 

Redemption's  work  is  done  ; 
The  Jewish  Sabbaths  are  no  more ; 

The  earthly  rest  is  gone. 

To  heaven's  rest  we'll  follow  Him, 
(His  death  has  pav'd  the  way,) 

And  there  in  nobler  anthems  sing 
The  glad  redemption  day. 


PSALM  35.       6's,  4's. 

Yes,  the  Redeemer  rose : 

The  Saviour  left  the  dead, 
And  o'er  his  hellish  foes 

High  raised  his  conqu'ring  head: 
In  wild  dismay, 
The  guards  around 
Fall  to  the  ground, 
And  sink  away. 

Lo  !  the  angelic  bands 

In  full  assembly  meet, 
To  wait  his  high  commands, 
And  worship  at  his  feet : 
Joyful  they  come, 
And  wing  their  way 
From  realms  of  day 
To  Jesus'  tomb. 


PSALMS.  07 

Then  back  to  heav'n  they  fly, 

The  joyful  news  to  bear ; 
Hark  !  as  they  soar  on  high, 
What  music  fills  the  air  : 
Their  anthems  say,     , 
Jesus  who  bled 
Has  left  the  dead — 
He  rose  to-day! 
You  mortals,  catch  the  sound, 
Redeem' d  by  him  from  hell, 
And  send  the  echo  round 

The  globe  on  which  you  dwell ; 
Transported  cry, 
Jesics  who  hied 
Has  left  the  dead 
No  more  to  die  I 
All  hail !  triumphant  Lord, 

Who  sav'd  us  by  thy  blood ; 
Wide  be  thy  name  ador'd, 
Thou  reigning  Son  of  God  ! 
With  thee  we  rise, 
With  thee  we  reign, 
And  kingdoms  gain 
Beyond  the  skies. 

PSALM  36.       C.  M. 

The  Saviour  ris'n  to-day  we  praise 

In  concert  with  the  blest ; 
For  now  we  see  his  work  complete, 

And  enter  into  rest. 


68  PSALMS. 

On  this  first  day  a  brighter  scene 

Of  glory  was  di splay' d 
By  the  Creating  Word,  than  when 

The  universe  was  made. 

TIe  rises  who  mankind  has  bought 
With  grief  and  pain  extreme  : 

'Twas  great  to  speak  the  worldfrom  naught, 
'Twas  greater  to  redeem. 

How  vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal ! 

Naught  can  forbid  his  rise: 
'Tis  he  who  shuts  the  gates  of  hell, 

And  opens  Paradise. 

Let  us  his  righteousness  disclose  ; 

His  death  and  rising  show ; 
Till  he  return  to  banish  woes, 

And  bless  his  saints  below. 

PSALM  37.       8's. 

Behold,  the  bright  morning  appears, 
And  Jesus  revives  from  the  grave  ; 

His  rising  removes  all  our  fears, 
And  shows  him  almighty  to  save. 

How  strong  were  his  tears  and  his  cries ! 

The  worth  of  his  blood  how  divine  ! 
How  perfect  is  his  sacrifice, 

Who  rose,  though  he  suffered  for  sin. 


PSALMS.  09 

The  man  that  was  crowned  with  thorns, 
The  man  that  on  Calvary  died, 

The  man  that  bore  scourging  and  scorns, 
Whom  sinners  agreed  to  deride — 

Now  blessed  for  ever  is  made, 
And  life  has  rewarded  his  pain ; 

Now  glory  has  crowned  his  head ; 
Heav'n  sings  of  the  Lamb  that  was  slain. 

Believing,  we  share  in  his  joy  ; 

By  faith  we  partake  in  his  rest ; 
With  this  we  can  cheerfully  die, 

For  with  him  we  hope  to  be  blest. 

We  wait  for  his  coming  again, 
To  raise  us  to  honour  and  fame ; 

This  glory  his*  saints  shall  obtain ; 
His  foes  shall  be  clothed  with  shame. 


PSALM  38.       S.  ftf. 

"  The  Lord  is  ris'n  indeed ;" 

He  lives  to  die  no  more ; 
He  lives  the  sinner's  cause  to  plead, 

Whose  curse  and  shame  he  bore. 

"  The  Lord  is  ris'n  indeed ;" 
The  grave  has  lost  its  prey ; 

With  him  is  ris'n  the  ransom' d  seed, 
To  reign  in  endless  day. 


70  PSALMS. 

"  The  Lord  is  ris'n  indeed  ;" 

Attending  angels,  hear ; 
Up  to  the  courts  of  heaven,  with  speed, 

The  joyful  tidings  bear. 

Then  wake  your  golden  lyres, 
And  strike  each  cheerful  chord ; 

Join,  all  ye  bright,  celestial  choirs, 
To  sing  our  ris'n  Lord. 


PSALM  39.       7's. 

Angels,  roll  the  rock  away ; 
Death,  yield  up  thy  mighty  piey: 
See  he  rises  from  the  tomb— 
Rises  with  immortal  bloom! 

'Tis  the  Saviour ;  seraphs,  raise 
Your  triumphant  shouts  of  praise : 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Hear  the  joy-inspiring  sound. 

Lift,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes ; 
Now  to  glory  see  him  rise ; 
Hosts  of  angels  on  the  road 
Hail  and  sing  th'  incarnate  God. 

Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  choirs, 
Praise  him  with  your  golden  lyres ; 
Praise  him  in  your  noblest  songs ; 
Praise  him  from  ten  thousand  tongues. 


PSALMS.  71 

PSALM  40.       II.  M. 

The  happy  morn  is  come  : 

Triumphant  o'er  the  grave, 
The  Saviour  leaves  the  tomb, 
Omnipotent  to  save : 
Captivity  is  captive  led ; 
For  Jesus  liveth,  that  was  dead. 

Who  now  accuseth  them, 

For  whom  their  ransom  died  ? 
Who  now  shall  those  condemn 
Whom  God  hath  justified  ? 
Captivity  is  captive  led ; 
For  Jesus  liveth,  that  was  dead. 

Christ  hath  the  ransom  paid ; 
The  glorious  work  is  done  ; 
On  him  our  help  is  laid, 
By  him  our  vict'ry  won  : 
Captivity  is  captive  led ; 
For  Jesus  liveth,  that  was  dead. 

PSALM  41.       H.  M. 

Awake,  our  drowsy  souls, 

And  burst  the  slothful  band ; 
The  wonders  of  this  day 
Our  noblest  songs  demand : 
Auspicious  morn,  thy  blissful  rays 
Bright  seraphs  hail,  in  songs  of  praise. 


72  PSALMS. 

At  thy  approaching  dawn, 
Reluctant  death  resign'd 
The  glorious  Prince  of  life, 
In  dark  domains  confin'd : 
Th'  angelic  host  around  him  bends, 
And  he  amid  their  shouts  ascends. 

All  hail,  triumphant  Lord ; 

Heaven  with  hosannas  rings  ; 
While  earth,  in  humbler  strains, 
Thy  praise  responsive  sings : 
"  ^Yorthy  art  thou,  who  once  wast  slain, 
Through  endless  years  to  live  and  reign." 

Gird  on,  great  Prince,  thy  sword ; 

Ascend  thy  conq'ring  car ; 
"While  justice,  truth,  and  love, 
Maintain  the  glorious  war : 
Victorious,  thou  thy  foes  shalt  tread, 
And  sin  and  hell  in  triumph  lead. 

PSALM  42.       C.  M. 

Blest  morn,  whose  early  dawning  rays 

Beheld  the  Son  of  God; 
That  saw  him  triumph  o'er  the  dust, 

And  leave  his  dark  abode. 

A  silent  prisoner  in  the  tomb 

The  great  Redeemer  lay, 
Till  the  revolving  skies  had  brought 

The  third,  th'  appointed  day. 


PSALMS.  73 

Hell  and  the  grave  unite  their  force 

To  hold  our  Lord  in  vain : 
The  sleeping  Conqueror  arose, 

And  burst  their  feeble  chain. 

To  thy  great  name,  Almighty  Lord, 

These  sacred  hours  we  pay  ; 
And  loud  hosannas  shall  proclaim 

The  triumph  of  the  day. 

Salvation  and  immortal  praise 

To  our  victorious  King ; 
Let  heaven  and  earth,  and  rocks  and  seas, 

"With  glad  hosannas  ring. 


PSALM  43.       L.  M. 

Hosanna!  let  us  join  to  sing 
The  glories  of  our  rising  King ; 
Kecount  his  deeds  of  might,  and  tell 
How  Jesus  triumphed  when  he  fell. 

Soon  as  the  morning's  early  ray 
Brings  on  the  third,  th'  appointed  day, 
Behold  the  angels  cleave  the  skies, 
Roll  back  the  stone,  and  Jesus  rise. 

"With  strength  immortal  forth  he  comes, 
And  pow'r  and  life  from  God  resumes ; 
The  days  of  pain  and  sorrow  past, 
His  triumph  shall  for  ever  last. 


74  PSALMS. 

Ilosanna !  sons  of  men,  record 
The  glories  of  your  rising  Lord ; 
The  triumphs  of  the  Saviour  tell, 
Who  died,  and  conquer'd  when  he  fell. 

PSALM  44.       L.  M. 

Now  for  a  song  of  lofty  praise 

To  great  Jehovah's  only  Son ; 
Awake,  my  voice,  in  heavenly  lays, 

And  tell  the  wonders  he  hath  done. 
Sing  how  he  left  the  worlds  of  light, 

And  those  bright  robes  he  wore  above: 
How  swift  and  joyful  was  his  flight, 

On  wings  of  everlasting  love ! 

Deep  in  the  shades  of  gloomy  death, 

Th'  almighty  Captive  prisoner  lay  ; — 
Th*  almighty  Captive  left  the  earth, 

And  rose  to  everlasting  day. 
Among  a  thousand  harps  and  songs, 

Jesus,  the  Lord,  exalted  reigns : 
His  sacred  name  fills  all  their  tongues, 

And  echoes  through  the  heav'nly  plains. 

PSALM  45.       L.  M. 

ASCENSION   OF   CHRIST. 

Our  Lord  is  risen  from  the  dead, 
Our  Jesus  is  gone  up  on  high ; 

The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led, 
Dragged  to  the  portals  of  the  sky. 


PSALMS.  75 

There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay ; 

Lift  up  your  heads,  you  heav'nly  gates  ! 
You  everlasting  doors,  give  way  ! 

Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 
And  wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene ; 

He  claims  those  mansions  as  his  right — 
Keceive  the  King  of  glory  in ! 

Who  M  the  King  of  glory? — Who? 

The  Lord,  who  all  his  foes  overcame ; 
The  world,  sin,  death,  and  hell  o'erthrew, 

And  Jesus  is  the  conqu'ror's  name. 

Lo  !  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chant  the  solemn  lay ; 

Lift  up  your  heads,  you  heav'nly  gates  ! 
You  everlasting  doors,  give  way  ! 

Wlw  is  the  King  of  glory? — Who? 

The  Lord,  of  boundless  might  possessed, 
The  King  of  saints  and  angels  too, 

Lord  over  all,  for  ever  blest ! 


PSALM  46.       C.  M. 

0  for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy 
To  Christ  the  sovereign  King! 

Let  ev'ry  land  their  tongues  employ, 
And  hymns  of  triumph  sing. 


76  PSALMS. 

Jesus,  our  Lord,  ascends  on  high ; 

His  heav'nly  guards  around 
Attend  him  rising  through  the  sky, 

"With  trumpet's  joyful  sound. 

While  angels  shout  and  praise  their  King, 
Let  mortals  learn  their  strains  ; 

Let  all  the  earth  his  honors  sing ; 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

Speak  forth  his  praise  with  awe. profound; 

Let  knowledge  guide  the  song ; 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  solemn  sound 

Upon  .a  thoughtless  tongue. 


PSALM  47.       C.  M. 

Lift  up  your  heads,  eternal  gates, 

Unfold,  to  entertain 
The  King  of  glory ; — see,  he  comes 

With  his  celestial  train. 

11  Who  is  this  King  of  glory  ? — Who  ?'■ 
The  Lord,  for  strength  renown' d ; 

In  battle  mighty, — o'er  his  foes 
Eternal  Victor  crown'd. 

Lift  up  your  heads,  eternal  gates, 

Unfold,  to  entertain 
The  King  of  glory  ; — see,  he  comes  . 

With  all  his  shining  train. 


PSALMS.  77 

"Who  is  the  King  of  glory  ?— Who  ?" 
The  Lord  of  hosts  renown'd ; 

Of  glory  he  alone  is  King, 
Who  is  with  glory  crowned. 

PSALM  48.       L.  M. 

Lord,  when  thou  didst  ascend  on  high, 
Ten  thousand  angels  filPd  the  sky ; 
Those  heav'nly  guards  around  thee  wait, 
Like  chariots,  that  attend  thy  state. 
Not  Sinai's  mountain  could  appear 
More  glorious,  when  the  Lord  was  there : 
While  he  pronounc'd  his  holy  law, 
And  struck  the  chosen  tribes  with  awe. 
How  bright  the  triumph  none  can  tell, 
When  all  the  rebel  pow'rs  of  hell, 
That  thousand  souls  had  captive  made, 
Were  all  in  chains,  like  captives,  led. 
Rais'd  by  his  Father  to  the  throne, 
He  sent  his  promis'd  Spirit  down, 
With  gifts  and  grace  for  rebel  men, 
That  God  might  dwell  on  earth  again. 

PSALM  49.       C.  M. 

Beyond  the  glitt'ring  starry  sky, 
Which  God's  right  hand  sustains, 

There,  in  the  boundless  world  of  light, 
Our  great  Redeemer  reigns. 


78  PSALMS. 

Legions  of  angels,  strong  and  fair, 

In  countless  armies  shine 
At  his  right  hand,  with  golden  harps, 

To  offer  songs  divine. 

Hail,  Prince!  they  cry,  for  ever  hail! 

Whose  unexampled  love 
Mov'd  thee  to  quit  these  blissful  realms 

And  royalties  above! 

While  from  the  sons  of  men  on  earth 

He  suffered  rude  disdain, 
They  threw  their  honors  at  his  feet, 

And  waited  in  his  train. 

Through  all  his  travels  here  below 

They  did  his  steps  attend ; 
Oft  gaz'd,  and  wonder'd  where  at  length 

This  scene  of  love  would  end. 

They  heard  him  in  the  garden  groan, 
And  saw  his  sweat  of  blood  ; 

They  saw  his  pierced  hands  and  feet 
Nail'd  to  the  cursed  wood. 

They  saw  him  break  the  bars  of  death, 
Which  none  e'er  broke  before, 

And  rise  in  conq'ring  majesty, 
To  stoop  to  death  no  more. 

They  brought  his  chariot  from  above, 

To  bear  him  to  his  throne  ; 
And  with  a  shout  exulting  cried, 

The  glorious  work  is  done  ! 


PSALMS.  79 


PSALM  50.       H.  M. 

0  you  immortal  throng 

Of  angels  round  the  throne ! 
Join  with  oar  feeble  song 
To  make  the  Saviour  known ; 
On  earth  you  knew  his  wondrous  grace ; 
In  heav'n  you  view  his  beauteous  face. 

You  saw  the  heav'nly  child 

In  human  flesh  array'd, 
All  innocent  and  mild, 
While  in  a  manger  laid ; 
And  praise  to  God,  and  peace  on  earth, 
Proclaimed  aloud,  for  such  a  birth. 

You  in  the  wilderness 

Beheld  the  tempter  spoil'd, 
Well  known  in  ev'ry  dress, 
In  ev'ry  combat  foiPd : 
And  joy'd  to  crown  the  Victor's  head, 
Before  his  frown  when  Satan  fled. 

Around  the  bloody  tree 

You  press'd  with  strong  desire, 
That  wondrous  sight  to  see — 
The  Lord  of  life  expire  ! 
And  could  your  eyes  have  known  a  tear, 
In  sad  surprise  had  dropp'd  it  there. 


80  PSALMS. 

Around  his  sacred  tomb 

A  willing  watch  you  keep, 
Till  the  blest  moment  come 
To  rouse  him  from  his  sleep ; 
Then  roll'd  the  stone,  and  all  adorM 
With  joy  unknown,  our  rising  Lord. 

When,  all  array'd  in  light, 

The  shining  Conq'ror  rode, 
You  haiPd  his  rapturous  flight 
Up  to  the  throne  of  God  ; 
Your  golden  wings  you  wav'd  around, 
And  struck  your  strings  of  sweetest  sound, 

The  warbling  notes  pursue, 

And  louder  anthems  raise, 
While  mortals  sing  with  you 
Their  own  Redeemer's  praise. 
And  you,  my  heart,  with  equal  flame, 
Perform  your  part  with  joy  the  same. 


PSALM  51.       L.  M. 

DESCENT  OF  THE  HOLT  SPIRIT. 

Great  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great, 
When  the  belovM  disciples  met ; 
And  on  their  heads  the  Spirit  came, 
And  sat  like  tongues  of  cloven  flame. 


PSALMS.  81 

What  gifts,  what  miracles  he  gave ! 
The  power  to  kill,  the  power  to  save, 
Furnish' d  their  tongues  with  wondrous 

words, 
Instead  of  shields,  and  spears,  and  swords. 
Thus  arm'd,  he  sent  the  champions  forth, 
From  East  to  West,  from  South  to  North: 
Go,  and  assert  your  Saviour's  cause — 
Go,  spread  the  myst'ry  of  his  cross! 
These  weapons  of  the  holy  war, 
Of  what  almighty  force  they  are 
To  make  our  stubborn  passions  bow, 
And  lay  the  proudest  rebel  low ! 
The  Greeks  and  Jews,  the  learn' d  and  rude, 
Are  by  these  heav'nly  arms  subdued  ; 
While  Satan  rages  at  his  loss, 
And  hates  the  doctrine  of  the  cross. 

PSALM  52.       L.  M. 

REIGX  OF  CHRIST. 

Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run, 
His  kingdom  spread  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 
To  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head  ; 
His  name  like  sweet  perfume  shall  rise 
With  ev'ry  morning  sacrifice. 
6 


82  PSALMS. 

People  and  realms  of  ev'ry  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song ; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

Blessings  abound  !  Where'er  he  reigns 
The  joyful  prisoner  bursts  his  chains, 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 
And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  bless'd. 

Where  he  displays  his  healing  power, 
Death  and  the  curse  are  known  no  more ; 
In  him  the  tribes  of  Adam  boast 
More  blessings  than  their  father  lost. 

Let  ev'ry  creature  rise  and  bring 
All  grateful  honors  to  our  King ; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen  ! 

PSALM  53.       C.  M. 

Sing  to  the  Lord  a  new-made  song, 
Who  wondrous  things  has  done ; 

With  his  right  hand  and  holy  arm 
The  conquest  he  has  won. 

The  Lord  has  through  th'  astonish'd  world 

Displayed  his  saving  might, 
And  made  his  righteous  acts  appear 

In  all  the  heathen's  sight. 


PSALMS.  S3 

Of  Israel's  house  his  love  and  truth 

Have  ever  mindful  been ; 
Wide  earth's  remotest  parts  the  power 

Of  Israel's  God  have  seen. 

Let  therefore  earth's  inhabitants 

Their  cheerful  voices  raise  ; 
And  all,  with  universal  joy, 

Resound  their  Maker's  praise. 

Lei  the  loud  ocean  roar  her  joy, 

With  all  the  seas  contain ; 
The  earth,  and  her  inhabitants. 

Join  concert  with  the  main. 

With  joy  let  riv'lets  swell  to  streams, 

To  spreading  torrents  they  ; 
And  echoing  vales  from  hill  to  hill 

Redoubled  shouts  convey  ; 

To  welcome  down  the  world's  great  Judge, 

Who  does  with  justice  come, 
And  with  impartial  equity, 

Both  to  reward  and  doom. 


PSALM  54.       7's. 

Bright  and  joyful  was  the  morn 
When  to  us  a  child  was  born : 
From  the  highest  realms  of  heav'n 
Unto  us  a  Son  was  giv'n. 


84  PSALMS. 

On  his  shoulder  he  shall  bear 
Pow'r  and  majesty — and  wear 
On  his  vesture  and  his  thigh 
Names  most  awful — names  most  high. 

Wonderful  in  counsel  he, 

Christ  th'  incarnate  Deity, 

Sire  of  ages  ne'er  to  cease, 

King  of  kings,  and  Prince  of  peace. 

Come  and  worship  at  his  feet, 
Yield  to  him  the  homage  meet ; 
From  his  manger  to  his  throne, 
Homage  due  to  God  alone. 


85 


HYMNS. 


HYMN  1.       C.  M. 

To  Him  that  lov'd  the  sons  of  men, 

And  wash'd  us  in  his  blood, 
To  royal  honors  rais'd  our  heads, 

And  made  us  priests  to  God : 

To  him  let  ev'ry  tongue  be  praise, 

And  ev'ry  heart  be  love; 
All  grateful  honors  paid  on  earth, 

And  nobler  songs  above. 

Behold,  on  flying  clouds  he  comes ! 

His  saints  shall  bless  the  day ; 
"While  they  that  pierc;d  him  sadly  mourn, 

In  anguish  and  dismay. 

Thou  art  the  First,  and  thou  the  Last ; 

Time  centres  all  in  Thee; 
Almighty  Lord,  who  wast,  and  art, 

And  evermore  shalt  be. 


86  HYMNS. 

HYMN  2.       L.  M. 

Hail  to  the  Prince  of  Life  and  Peace, 
Who  holds  the  keys  of  death  and  hell ! 

The  spacious  world  unseen  is  his, 

The  sovereign  power  becomes  him  well. 

In  shame  and  torment  once  he  died ; 

But  now  he  lives  for  evermore ; 
Bow  down,  you  saints,  around  his  seat, 

And  all  you  angel  bands,  adore. 

Live,  live  for  ever,  glorious  Lord, 

To  crush  thy  foes  and  guard  thy  friends, 

While  all  thy  chosen  tribes  rejoice 
That  thy  dominion  never  ends. 

Worthy  thy  hand  to  hold  the  keys, 
Guided  by  wisdom  and  by  love ; 

Worthy  to  rule  our  mortal  lives, 
O'er  worlds  below  and  worlds  above. 

When  death  thy  servants  shall  invade, 
When  pow'rs  of  hell  thy  church  annoy.. 

Controlled  by  thee,  their  rage  shall  aid 
The  cause  they  labor  to  destroy. 

For  ever  reign,  victorious  King ! 

Wide  through  the  earth  thy  name  be 
knoAvn ; 
And  call  our  longing  souls  to  sing 

Sublimer  anthems  near  thy  throne. 


HYMNS.  87 


HYMN  3.       C.  M. 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name ! 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

Crown  him,  you  martyrs  of  our  God, 

Who  from  his  altar  eall ; 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

You  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

A  remnant  weak  and  small, 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

You  Gentile  sinners,  ne'er  forget 
The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 

Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

Babes,  men,  and  sires,  who  know  his  love. 
Who  feel  your  sin  and  thrall. 

Now  join  with  all  the  hosts  above, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

Lf  t  ev'ry  kindred,  f;v'ry  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


HYMNS. 


0  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng 
We  at  his  feet  may  fall ! 

We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


HYMN  4.       C.  M.  D. 

Christians,  keep  your  armor  bright, 

Rejoice,  give  thanks,  and  sing, 
In  union  strong  together  fight ; 

Hosanna  to  our  King ! 
Come,  laud  and  magnify  his  name, 

Nor  let  his  praises  cease ; 
His  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 

And  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

We  will  not  act  the  coward's  part, 

But  onward  all  proceed ; 
Our  Captain  shall  his  grace  impart 

In  ev'ry  time  of  need. 
Great  peace  have  they  who  love  his  cause, 

And  on  his  word  rely ; 
From  such  as  keep  his  holy  laws 

The  enemy  will  fly. 

The  world  and  sin  may  grieve  us  sore, 
And  rouse  our  weakest  fears ; 

Our  march  is  but  a  few  days  more 
Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears. 


HYMNS.  89 

Death  may  assail,  and  Satan  too, 

With  his  opposing  pow'rs ; 
But  let  ua  prove  our  valor  true, 

The  victory  is  ours. 

CHORUS. 

0  it  tvill  be  glorious, 
With  crowns  and  palms  victorious, 
And  Jesus  reigning  over  us, 
When  our  sad  warfare's  o'er. 

HYMN  5.       L.  M. 

Jesus,  we  hail  thee  Israel's  King, 
And  now  to  thee  our  tribute  bring ; 
Nor  do  we  fear  to  bow  to  thee — 
They  worship  God  who  worship  thee. 

Hail,  Israel's  King,  enthroned  in  light ! 
Whose  glory  never  shone  more  bright, 
Than  when  (by  treacherous  friends  be- 
trayed) 
Thy  foes  insulting  homage  paid. 

Then  did  admiring  angels  see 
Divine  forbearance,  Lord,  in  thee ; 
With  emphasis  pronounce  thee  good, 
And  heav'n  and  earth  contrasted  stood. 

An  object  of  contempt  beneath, 
And  judged  by  men  to  suffer  death; 
By  angels  own'd,  admir'd,  ador'd, 
The  great,  the  everlasting  Lord. 


90  HYMNS. 

Reign,  mighty  King,  for  ever  reign ! 
Thy  cause  throughout  the  world  maintain  ; 
Let  Israel's  King  his  triumphs  spread, 
And  crowns  of  glory  wreath  his  head ! 

HYMN  6.       L.  M. 

King  Jesus,  reign  for  evermore, 
UnrivalFd  in  thy  courts  above ; 
While  we,  with  all  thy  saints,  adore 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  love. 
No  other  Lord  but  thee  we'll  know, 
No  other  power  but  thine  confess ; 
"We'll  spread  thine  honors  while  below, 
And  heav'n  shall  hear  us  shout  thy  grace 
We'll  sing  along  the  heav'nly  road 
That  leads  us  to  thy  blest  abode ; 
Till  with  the  vast  unnumber'd  throng 
We  join  in  heav'n's  triumphant  song — 

Till  with  pure  hands  and  voices  sweet, 
We  cast  our  crowns  at  Jesus'  feet, 
And  sing  of  everlasting  love 
In  never-ending  strains  above. 

HYMN  7.       C.  M. 

Inttntte  excellence  is  thine, 
Thou  lovely  Prince  of  Grace  ! 

Thy  uncreated  beauties  shine 
With  never-fading  rays. 


HYMNS.  91 

Sinners  from  earth's  remotest  end 

Come  bending  at  thy  feet ; 
To  thee  their  prayers  and  praise  ascend — 

In  thee  their  wishes  meet. 

Thy  name,  as  precious  ointment  shed, 

Delights  the  church  around  ; 
Sweetly  the  sacred  odors  spread, 

And  purest  joys  abound. 

Millions  of  happy  spirits  live 

On  thy  exhaustless  store ; 
From  thee  they  all  their  bliss  receive, 

And  still  thou  givest  more. 

Thou  art  their  triumph  and  their  joy: 

They  find  their  all  in  thee ; 
Thy  glories  will  their  tongues  employ 

Through  all  eternity. 


HYMX  8.       C.  M. 

Come,  you  that  love  the  Saviour's  name, 

And  joy  to  make  it  known, 
The  Sov'veign  of  your  heart  proclaim, 

And  low  before  his  throne. 

Behold  your  King,  your  Saviour,  crcwn'd 

With  glories  all  divine; 
And  tell  the  wond'ring  nations  round 

How  bright  these  glories  shine. 


92  snore. 

Infinite  power  and  boundless  grace 

In  him  unite  their  rays ; 
Yen  that  have  seen  his  lovely  face, 

Can  you  forbear  his  praise  ? 

When  in  the  earthly  courts  we  view 

The  beauties  of  our  King, 
We  long  to  love  as  angels  do, 

And  wish  like  them  to  sing. 

And  shall  we  long  and  wish  in  vain  ? 

Lord,  teach  our  songs  to  rise ! 
Thy  love  can  animate  our  strain, 

And  bid  it  reach  the  skies. 

0  happy  period  !  glorious  day  ! 

When  heav'n  and  earth  shall  raise. 
With  all  their  powers,  the  rapturd  lay, 

To  celebrate  thy  praise. 


HYMN  9.       L.  M. 

Exalted  Prince  of  Life,  we  own 
The  royal  honors  of  thy  throne  ; 
'Tis  fix'd  by  God's  almighty  hand, 
And  seraphs  bow  at  thy  comma,  d. 

Exalted  Saviour,  we  confess 
The  mighty  triumphs  of  thy  grace  ; 
Where  beams  of  gentle  radiance  shine, 
And  temper  majesty  divine. 


HYMNS. 

Wide  thy  resistless  sceptre  sway, 
Till  all  thine  enemies  obey ; 
Wide  let  thy  cross  its  virtues  prove, 
And  conquer  millions  by  its  love ! 


HYMN  10.       P.  Iff. 

Rejoice,  0  Earth!  the  Lord  is  King! 
To  him  your  humble  tribute  bring ; 
Let  Jacob  rise,  and  Zion  sing, 
And  all  the  world  with  praises  ring, 
And  give  to  Jesus  glory ! 

0  may  the  saints  of  ev'ry  name 
Unite  to  serve  the  bleeding  Lamb ! 
May  jars  and  discords  cease  to  flame, 
And  all  the  Saviour's  love  proclaim, 
And  give  to  Jesus  glory  1 

We  long  to  see  the  Christians  join 
In  union  sweet  and  love  divine, 
And  glory  through  the  churches  shine, 
And  Gentiles  crowding  to  the  sign, 
To  give  to  Jesu3  glory ! 

0  may  the  distant  lands  rejoice, 
And  sinners  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice, 
While  praise  their  happy  tongues  employs, 
And  all  obtain  immortal  joys, 
And  give  to  Jesus  glory ! 


94  HYMNS. 

A  few  more  days  of  pain  and  wo, 
A  few  more  suffering  scenes  below, 
And  then  to  glory  we  shall  go, 
Where  everlasting  pleasures  flow, 

And  give  to  Jesus  glory  ! 
Then  we  shall  part  and  weep  no  more, 
When  we  have  met  on  Canaan's  shore. 
For  Zion's  warfare  now  is  o'er ; 
Such  shouts  were  never  heard  before, 

And  there  we'll  give  him  glory ! 
Then  tears  shall  all  be  wip'd  away, 
And  Christians  never  go  astray  ; 
"When  we  are  freed  from  cumbrous  clay, 
"We'll  praise  the  Lord  in  endless  day, 

And  give  to  Jesus  glory ! 

HYMN  11.       II.  M. 

Rejoice — the  Lord  is  King ! 
The  Prince  of  Life  adore ; 
0  Zion  !  shout  and  sing, 
And  triumph  evermore. 
Lift  up  your  heart,  lift  up  your  voice, 
With  gladness  great  do  you  rejoice. 
Jesus  the  Saviour  reigns  ; 
His  character  is  love ;   ' 
"When  he  had  purg'd  our  sins, 
He  took  his  seat  above : 
Lift  up  your  heart,  lift  up  your  voice, 
With  gladness  great  do  you  rejoice. 


Hl'MNS.  95 

His  kingdom  cannot  fail ; 

He  rules  o'er  earth  and  heav'n ; 
The  keys  of  death  and  hell 
Are  to  our  Saviour  giv'n : 
Lift  up  your  heart,  lift  up  your  voice, 
With  gladness  great  do  you  rejoice. 

He  sits  at  God's  right  hand, 

Till  all  his  foes  submit, 
And  bow  at  his  command, 
And  fall  beneath  his  feet: 
Lift  up  your  heart,  lift  up  your  voice, 
"With  gladness  great  do  you  rejoice. 

He  all  his  foes  shall  quell, 

Shall  death  itself  destroy, 
And  all  his  people  fill 
With  pure  celestial  joy : 
Lift  up  your  heart,  lift  up  your  voice, 
With  gladness  great  do  you  rejoice. 

Rejoice  in  glorious  hope ; 

Jesus  the  Judge  shall  come, 
And  take  his  servants  up 
To  their  eternal  home: 
We  soon  shall  hear  th;  archangel's  voice; 
The  trump  of  God  shall  sound,  Rejoice  ! 


96  HYMNS. 


HYMN  12.       li's. 

0  Jesus,  the  giver  of  all  we  enjoy ! 
Our  lives  to  thy  honor  we  wish  to  employ ; 
With  praises  unceasing  we'll  sing  of  thy  name  ! 
Thy  goodness  increasing,  thy  love  we'll  proclaim. 

With  joy  we  remember  the  dawn  of  that  day, 
When  cold  as  December  in  darkness  we  lay ; 
The  sweet  invitation  W6  heard  with  surprise, 
And  witness'd  salvation  to  flow  from  the  skies. 

The  wonderful  name  of  our  Jesus  we'll  sing, 
And  publish  the  fame  of  our  Captain  and  King, 
With  sweet  exultation  his  goodness  we  prove  ; 
His  name  is  salvation — his  nature  is  Love. 

We  now  are  enlisted  in  Jesus'  bless'd  cause, 
Divinely  assisted  to  conquer  our  foes  j 
His  grace  will  support  us  till  conflicts  are  o'er, 
He  then  will  escort  us  to  Zion's  bright  shore. 

And  when  to  the  regions  of  glory  we  rise, 

And  join  the  bright  legions  that  shout  through 

the  skies, 
We'll  tell  the  glad  story  of  Jesus'  kind  grace, 
And  give  him  the  glory,  and  honor,  and  praise. 

In  this  blest  employment  our  spirits  shall  rest, 
In  sweetest  enjoyment  on  Jesus'  own  breast, 
"We'll  drink  of  the  streams  of  Iramanuel's  love, 
And  bask  in  the  beams  of  hi  rj  glory  above. 


HYMNS.  97 


BY.MN  13.       P.  M. 

To  him  who  did  salvation  bring, 
Wake  eVry  tuneful  power,  and  sing 

A  song  of  sweetest  praise : 
His  grace  diffuses,  as  the  rains 
Crown  nature's  now'ry  hills  and  plains 

And  spread  a  thousand  ways. 

Salvation  is  the  noblest  song, 

0  may  it  dwell  on  ev'ry  tongue, 

And  all  repeat,  Amen ! 
The  Lord  will  come  from  heav'n  to  earth 
To  give  his  people  second  birth, 

And  make  them  one  again. 

We  feel  redemption  drawing  near ; 
We  soon  in  glory  shall  appear, 

And  be  for  ever  bless' d : 
His  promise  never  can  delay, 
Our  Jesus,  on  th'  appointed  day, 

Will  give  his  people  rest. 

By  faith  we  view  him  coming  down, 
With  angels  hov'ring  all  around ; 

He  smiles  upon  his  saints : 
He  cries  aloud  in  melting  strains, 

1  come  to  save  you  from  your  pains, 

ADd  end  your  sore  complaints. 
7 


98  HYMNS. 

The  smiling  millions  rise  and  sing, 
All  glory!  glory  to  our  King! 

The  Grand  Assize  is  come ! 
You  everlasting  doors,  fly  wide, 
The  church  is  glorious  as  a  bride, 

And  Jesus  takes  her  home. 
In  all  the  heav'ns  there's  not  a  tear, 
Nor  in  the  reaims  of  bliss  a  fear, 

But  pleasures  yet  unknown : 
From  heav'n  to  heav'n  we  sound  the  bliss, 
0  what  a  blest  abode  is  this, 

For  ever  round  the  throne ! 
The  joys  of  heav'n  will  never  end ; 
All  glory  to  the  sinner's  Friend ! 

Roll  on,  you  happy  scenes ! 
You  winged  seraphs,  help  us  praise 
The  Author  of  eternal  joys  ! 

Our  Jesus  ever  reigns. 

HYMN  14.       L.  M. 

Shout,  for  the  blessed  Jesus  reigns, 

Through  distant   lands    his   triumphs 
spread, 
And  sinners,  freed  from  endless  pains, 

Own  him  their  Saviour  and  their  head 
He  calls  his  chosen  from  afar, 

They  all  at  Zion's  gate  arrive ; 
Those  who  were  dead  in  sin  before, 

By  reigning  grace  are  made  alive. 


HYMNS.  99 

Gentiles  and  Jews  his  laws  obey, 
Nations  remote  their  offrings  bring, 

And  unconstrain'd  their  homage  pay 
To  their  exalted  God  and  King. 

0,  may  his  holy  church  increase, 
His  word  and  spirit  still  prevail ; 

While  angels  celebrate  his  praise, 
And  saints  his  growing  glories  hail ! 

Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lamb, 
From  all  below  and  all  above ; 

In  lofty  songs  exalt  his  name, 
In  songs  as  lasting  as  his  love. 


HYMN  15.         7's. 

Jesus,  once  for  sinners  slain, 
From  the  dead  was  rais'd  again ! 
And  in  heav'n  is  now  sat  down 
With  his  Father  on  his  throne. 

There  he  reigns,  a  King  supreme ; 
We  shall  also  reign  with  him ; 
Feeble  souls,  be  not  dismayed ; 
Trust  in  his  almighty  aid. 

He  hath  made  an  end  of  sin ; 

And  his  blood  has  wash'd  us  clean ; 

Fear  not ;  he  is  ever  near ; 

Now,  e'en  now,  he's  with  us  here. 


100  HYMNS. 

Thus  assembling,  we,  by  faith, 
Till  he  come,  show  forth  his  death ; 
Of  his  flesh  this  loaf's  the  sign, 
And  we  view  his  blood  in  wine. 

Saints  on  earth,  with  saints  above, 
Celebrate  his  dying  love : 
And  let  every  ransom'd  soul 
Sound  his  praise  from  pole  to  pole. 


HYMN  16.         ll's. 

Come,  children  of  Zion  and  help  us  to  sing 
Loud  anthems  of  praises  to  Jesus  our  King, 
Whose  life  once  was  given  our  souls  to  redeem, 
And  bring  us  to  heaven  to  dwell  there  with  him. 

Not  angels  in  glory,  nor  seraphs  above 
Can  fathom  the  ocean  of  infinite  love  : 
Their  wisdom  can't  reach  it;  they  cannot  tell  why 
The  Sov'reign  of  angels  for  sinners  should  dip. 

In  regions  of  darkness,  death,  sorrow,  and  pains, 
We  all  lay  in  ruin,  in  prison  and  chains ; 
But  Jesus  has  bought  us  with  his  precious  blood, 
The  ransom  provided  to  biing  us  to  God. 

0,  why  should  we  linger  in  regions  below, 
When  rivers  of  pleasure  in  Paradise  flow  ? 
So  sweetly  they  glide  through  the  regions  above, 
And  stream  ever  fresh  from  the  fountain  of  love. 


HYMNS.  101 

Come,  then,  my  dear  brethren,  count  all  things 

but  loss  ; 
Tour  treasure's  in  heaven — don't  shrink  from  the 

cross  : 
Ye  fav'rites  of  heaven,  dear  lambs  of  the  fold, 
Though  demons  surround  you,  be  faithful  and 

bold. 

Consider  the  dangers  that  lie  in  your  -way, 
What  snares  and  temptations  in  this  evil  day; 
All  this  you  must  suffer,  and  patient  endure 
Till  Jesus  shall  take  us  where  sufferings  are  o'er. 

Then  with  him  in  glory  we  ever  shall  reign, 
Deliver' d  from  sorrow,  temptation,  and  pain, 
To  join  with  the  angels,  and  spirits  divine, 
In  Jesus'  own  image  eternally  shine. 

HYMN  17.       S.  M. 

The  Lord  Jehovah  -reigns, 

Let  all  the  nations  fear ; 
Let  sinners  tremble  at  his  throne, 

And  saints  be  humble  there. 

Jesus,  the  Saviour,  reigns, 

Let  earth  adore  its  Lord ; 
Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  wait, 

Swift  to  fulfil  his  word. 

In  Zion  stands  his  throne ; 

His  honors  are  divine  ; 
His  church  shall  make  his  wonders  known, 

fur  there  his  glories  shine. 


102  HYMNS. 

How  holy  is  his  name ! 

How  fearful  is  his  praise ! 
Justice,  and  truth,  and  judgment  join 

In  all  the  works  of  grace. 

HYMN  18.       C.  M. 

Firm  as  the  earth  thy  gospel  stands, 
My  love,  my  hope,  my  trust; 

If  I  am  found  in  Jesus'  hands, 
My  soul  can  ne'er  be  lost. 

His  honor  is  engag'd  to  save 

The  meanest  of  his  sheep  ; 
All  that  his  heav'nly  Father  gave, 

His  hands  securely  keep. 

Nor  death,  nor  hell,  shall  e'er  remove 
His  fav'rites  from  his  breast : 

In  the  dear  bosom  of  his  love 
They  must  for  ever  rest. 

HYMN  19.         8's. 

This  Lord  is  the  Lord  we  adore, 
Our  faithful,  unchangeable  friend, 

Whose  love  is  as  large  as  his  power, 
And  neither  knows  measure  nor  end. 

'Tis  Jesus,  the  First  and  the  Last, 

Whose  Spirit  shall  guide  us  safe  home; 

We'll  praise  him  for  all  that  is  past, 
And  trust  him  for  all  that's  to  come. 


HYMNS.  103 


HYMN  20.       C.  M. 

Jesus,  our  Lord,  ascend  thy  throne, 

And  near  thy  Father  sit : 
In  Zion  shall  thy  power  be  known, 

And  make  thy  foes  submit. 

What  wonders  shall  thy  gospel  do ! 

Thy  converts  shall  surpass 
The  numerous  drops  of  morning  dew, 

And  own  thy  saving  grace. 

Jesus,  our  Priest,  for  ever  lives, 

To  plead  for  us  above ; 
Jesus,  our  King,  for  ever  gives 

The  blessings  of  his  love. 

God  shall  exalt  his  glorious  head, 
And  his  high  throne  maintain ; 

Shall  strike  the  powers  and  princes  dead, 
Who  dare  oppose  his  reign. 


HYMN  21.        8'sandrs. 

Crown  his  head  with  endless  blessing, 
Who,  in  God  the  Father's  name, 

With  compassion  never  ceasing, 
Comes,  salvation  to  proclaim. 


104  HYMNS 

Lo,  Jehovah,  we  adore  thee, — 

Thee,  our  Saviour, — thee,  our  God ; 

From  thy  throne  let  beams  of  glory 
Shine  through  all  the  world  abroad 

Jesus,  thee  our  Saviour  hailing, 
Thee  our  God  in  praise  we  own ; 

Highest  honors,  never  failing, 
Rise  eternal  round  thy  throne. 

Now,  ye  saints,  his  pow'r  confessing, 
In  your  grateful  strains  adore ; 

For  his  mercy,  never  ceasing, 
Flows,  and  flows  for  evermore. 

HYMN   22.  S%  7's  and  4's. 

Look,  ye  saints: — the  sight  is  glorious ;- 
See  the  man  of  sorrows  now  ; 

From  the  fight  returned  victorious, 
Every  knee  to  him  shall  bow  : 

Crown  him,  crown  him  ; 
Crowns  become  the  Victor's  brow. 

Crown  the  Saviour,  angels,  crown  him; 

Rich  the  trophies  Jesus  brings ; 
In  the  seat  of  pow'r  enthrone  him, 

While  the  heavenly  concave  rings : 
Crown  him,  crown  him  ; 

Crown  the  Saviour  King  of  kings. 


HYMNS.  105 

Sinners  in  derision  crown' d  him, 
Mocking  thus  the  Saviour's  claim: 

Saints  and  angels  crowd  around  him, 
Own  his  title,  praise  his  name : 

Crown  him,  crown  him ; 
Spread  abroad  the  Victor's  fame. 

Hark !  those  bursts  of  acclamation ! 

Hark !  those  loud,  triumphant  chords  I 
Jesus  takes  the  highest  station ; 

0,  what  joy  the  sight  affords ! 
Crown  him,  crown  him, 

King  of  kings,  and  Lord  of  lords. 


HYMN  23.       C.  BL 

Hail,  mighty  Jesus  !  how  divine 

Is  thy  victorious  sword ! 
The  stoutest  rebel  must  resign 

At  thy  commanding  word. 

How  deep  the  wounds  thine  arrows  give ! 

They  pierce  the  hardest  heart ; 
Thy  smiles  of  grace  the  slain  revive, 

And  joy  succeeds  to  smart. 

Still  gird  thy  sword  upon  thy  thigh ; 

Ride  with  majestic  sway  ; 
Go  forth,  great  Prince,  triumphantly, 

And  make  thy  foes  obey. 


106  HYMNS. 

And,  when  thy  victories  are  complete,— 

When  all  the  chosen  race 
Shall  round  the  throne  of  glory  meet 

To  sing  thy  conq'ring  grace, — 

0,  may  my  humble  soul  be  found 
Among  that  glorious  throng : 

And  I  with  them  thy  praise  will  sound 
In  heav'n's  immortal  song. 

HYMN  24.        7's  and  6's. 

Glory,  glory  to  our  King ! 

Crowns  unfading  wreathe  his  head ; 
Jesus  is  the  name  we  sing — 

Jesus  risen  from  the  dead  ; 
Jesus,  Victor  of  the  grave  ; 
Jesus,  mighty  now  to  save. 

Now  behold  him  high  enthronM, 
Glory  beaming  from  his  face, 

By  adoring  angels  own'd, 
God  of  holiness  and  grace : 

0  for  hearts  and  tongues  to  sing, 

Glory,  glory  to  our  King ! 

Jesus,  on  thy  people  shine  ; 

Warm  our  hearts  and  tune  our  tongues, 
That  with  angels  we  may  join, — 

Share  their  bliss,  and  swell  their  songs : 
Glory,  honor,  praise,  and  power, 
Lord,  be  thine  for  evermore. 


HYMNS.  107 


HYMN  25.        8%  7%  and  4's. 

Glory,  glory,  everlasting, 

Be  to  Him  who  bore  the  cross, 

Who  redeemed  our  souls  by  tasting 
Death,  the  death  deserved  by  us : 

Sound  his  glory 
While  our  heart  with  transport  glows. 

Jesus'  love  is  love  unbounded, 
Without  measure,  without  end  ; 

Human  thought  is  here  confounded ; 
;Tis  too  vast  to  comprehend; 

Praise  the  Saviour ; 
Magnify  the  sinner's  Friend. 

While  we  hear  the  wondrous  story 
Of  the  Saviour's  cross  and  shame, 

Sing  we,  "  Everlasting  glory 
Be  to  God  and  to  the  Lamb  !" 

Saints  and  angels, 
Give  ye  glory  to  his  name. 


HYMX  26.       L.  M. 

What  equal  honors  shall  we  bring 
To  thee,  0  Lord  our  God,  the  Lamb, 

When  all  the  notes  that  angels  sing 
Are  far  inferior  to  thy  name  ? 


108  HYMNS. 

Worthy  is  he  that  once  was  slain, 

The  Prince  of  life,  that  groan'd  and  died, 

Worthy  to  rise,  and  live  and  reign 
At  his  almighty  Father's  side. 

Honor  immortal  must  be  paid, 
Instead  of  scandal  and  of  scorn ; 

While  glory  shines  around  his  head, 
He  wears  a  crown  without  a  thorn. 

Blessings  for  ever  on  the  Lamb, 

Who  bore  the  curse  for  wretched  man  I 

Let  angels  sound  his  sacred  name, 
And  ev'ry  creature  say,  "  Amen." 


HYMN  27.       8's  and  7's. 

Jesus,  hail !  enthron'd  in  glory, 

There  for  ever  to  abide  ; 
All  the  heav'nly  host  adore  thee, 

Seated  at  thy  Father's  side. 

There  for  sinners  thou  art  pleading ; 

There  thou  dost  our  place  prepare ; 
Ever  for  us  interceding, 

Till  in  glory  we  appear. 

Worship,  honor,  pow'r,  and  blessing, 
Thou  art  worthy  to  receive  ; 

Loudest  praises,  without  ceasing, 
Meet  it  is  for  us  to  give. 


HYMNS.  109 

Help,  ye  bright,  angelic  spirits  ; 

Bring  your  sweetest,  noblest  lays  ,• 
Help  to  sing  our  Saviour's  merits, 

Help  to  chant  Immanuel's  praise. 


HYMN  28,      C.  M. 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 
With  angels  round  the  throne : 

Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,  they  cry, 

To  be  exalted  thus! 
Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  lips  reply, 

For  he  was  slain  for  us! 

Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  pow'r  divine  ; 
And  blessings  more  than  we  can  give, 

Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

Let  all  who  dwell  above  the  sky, 

On  earth,  in  air,  and  seas, 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 

And  speak  thy  endless  praise. 

The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  Him  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 

And  to  adore  the  Lamb. 


J 10  HYMNS. 


HYMN  29.      C.  M. 

Hosanna  to  our  conq'ring  King ! 

All  hail,  incarnate  Love  ! 
Ten  thousand  songs  and  glories  wait 

To  crown  thy  head  above. 

Thy  victories  and  thy  deathless  fame 
Through  all  the  world  shall  run, 

And  everlasting  ages  sing 
The  triumphs  thou  hast  won. 


HYMN   30.        S'sandTs. 

Hark  !  ten  thousand  harps  and  voiced 
Sound  the  note  of  praise  above  ; 

Jesus  reigns,  and  heav'n  rejoices  ; 
Jesus  reigns,  the  God  of  love : 

See,  he  sits  on  yonder  throne  ; 

Jesus  rules  the  world  alone. 

Jesus,  hail !  whose  glory  brightens 
All  above,  and  gives  it  worth ; 

Lord  of  life,  thy  smile  enlightens, 

Cheers,  and  charms  thy  saints  on  earth: 

When  we  think  of  love  like  thine, 

Lord,  we  own  it  love  divine. 


HYMNS.  Ill 

King  of  glory,  reign  for  ever  ; 

Thine  an  everlasting  crown : 
Nothing  from  thy  love  shall  sever 

Those  whom  thou  hast  made  thine  own ; 
Happy  objects  of  thy  grace, 
Destined  to  behold  thy  face. 

Saviour,  hasten  thine  appearing ; 

Bring,  0  bring  the  glorious  day, 
When,  the  awful  summons  hearing, 

Heav'n  and  earth  shall  pass  away : 
Then,  with  golden  harps,  we'll  sing, 
"  Glory,  glory  to  our  King." 


HYMN  31.      L.  BL 

Xow  be  my  heart  inspired  to  sing 
The  glories  of  my  Saviour  King ; 
He  comes  with  blessings  from  above, 
And  wins  the  nations  to  his  love. 

Thy  Throne,  0  Lord,  for  ever  stands ; 
Grace  is  the  sceptre  in  thy  hands ; 
Thy  laws  and  works  are  just  and  right, 
But  truth  and  mercy  thy  delight. 

Let  endless  honors  crown  thy  head ; 
Let  ev'ry  age  thy  praises  spread ; 
Let  all  the  nations  know  thy  word, 
And  ev'ry  tongue  confess  thee  Lord. 


112  HYMXS. 


HYMN  32.       C.  M. 

Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Amidst  his  Father's  throne, 
Prepare  new  honors  for  his  name, 

And  songs  before  unknown. 

Let  elders  worship  at  his  feet, 

The  church  adore  around, 
With  vials  full  of  odors  sweet, 

And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 

Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain. 

Be  endless  blessings  paid  ; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy,  remain 

For  ever  on  thy  head ! 

Thou  hast  redeem'd  our  souls  with  blood, 

Hast  set  the  prisoners  free, 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 

And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 


HYMN   DO.        8's,  7's,  and  4's. 

Let  us  sing  the  King  Messiah, 
King  of  Righteousness  and  Peace ; 

Hail  him,  all  his  happy  subjects, 
Never  let  his  praises  cease ! 

Ever  hail  him, 
Let  his  honors  still  increase ! 


IIYMNS.  113 

flow  transcendent  are  thy  glories ! 

Fairer  than  the  sons  of  men, 
While  thy  blessed  mediation 

Brings  us  back  to  God  again ! 
Bless'd  Redeemer, 

How  we  triumph  in  thy  reign ! 

Gird  thy  sword  on,  Mighty  Hero, 
Make  thy  word  of  truth  thy  car, 

Prosper  in  thy  course  triumphant, 
All  success  attend  thy  war  ! 

Gracious  Victor, 
Let  mankind  before  thee  bow ! 

Bless' d  are  all  that  touch  thy  sceptre, 
Bless'd  are  all  that  own  thy  reign ! 

Freed  from  sin,  that  worst  of  tyrants, 
.Rescued  from  his  galling  chain  ! 

Saints  and  angels, 
All  who  know  thee  bless  thy  name  1 


HYMN   34.         6  times  8. 

Thy  worthiness  is  all  our  song, 
0  Lamb  of  God !  for  thou  wast  slain  ; 
And  by  thy  blood  brought'st  us  to  God, 
Out  of  each  nation,  tribe  and  tongue  ; 
To  our  God  mad'st  us  kings  and  priests. 
And  we  shalJ  reign  upon  the  earth. 


114  HYMNS. 

Salvation  to  our  God,  who  shines 

In  face  of  Jesus  on  the  throne  ! 

The  only  just  and  merciful ! 

Salvation  to  the  worthy  Lamb, 

With  loud  voice  all  the  church  ascribes ; 

Amen  I  say  angels  round  the  throne. 

To  him  who  lov'd  us,  and  has  wash'd 
Us  from  our  sins  in  his  own  blood, 
And  who  has  made  us  kings  and  priests, 
To  his  own  Father  and  his  God, 
The  glory  and  dominion  be 
To  him  eternally.    Amen ! 


HYMN  35.       C.  M. 

Now  let  our  cheerful  eyes  survey 
Our  great  High  Priest  above, 

And  celebrate  his  constant  care 
And  sympathetic  love. 

Though  rais'd  to  heav'n's  exalted  throne, 

Where  angels  bow  around, 
And  high  o'er  all  the  hosts  of  light, 

With  matchless  honors  crown'd — 

The  names  of  all  his  saints  he  bears, 

Deep  graven  on  his  heart ; 
Nor  shall  the  meanest  Christian  say 

That  he  has  lost  his  part. 


HYMNS.  115 

Those  characters  shall  fair  abide, 

Our  everlasting  trust, 
When  gems,  and  monuments,  and  crowns 

Have  mouldered  down  to  dust. 

So,  gracious  Saviour,  on  my  breast 
May  thy  lov'd  name  be  worn, 

A  sacred  ornament  and  guard, 
To  endless  ages  borne. 


HYMN  36.       C.  M. 

Come,  let  us  join  in  songs  of  praise 

To  our  ascended  Priest ; 
He  enter' d  heav'n  with  all  our  names 

Engraven  on  his  breast. 

On  earth  he  wash'd  our  guilt  away 

By  his  atoning  blood  ; 
And  now  he  sits  upon  the  throne, 

And  pleads  our  cause  with  God. 

What  though  while  here  we  oft  must  feel 

Temptation's  keenest  dart, 
Our  tender  High  Priest  feels  it  too, 

And  will  appease  the  smart. 

Cloth'd  with  our  nature  still,  he  knows 

The  weakness  of  our  frame, 
And  how  to  shield  us  from  the  foes 

Which  he  himself  o'ercame. 


110  HYMNS. 

Xor  time  nor  distance  e'er  shall  quench 

The  fervor  of  his  love  ; 
For  us  he  died  in  kindness  here, 

Xor  is  le^s  kir.d  above. 

0  may  we  ne'er  forget  his  grace, 
Nor  blush  to  wear  his  name ! 

Still  may  our  hearts  hold  fast  his  faith; 
Our  mouths  his  praise  proclaim  ! 


HYMN  37.       C.  M. 

Salvation  !  0,  the  joyful  sound  ! 

;Tis  pleasure  to  our  ears  ; 
A  so v  reign  balm  for  ev'ry  wound, 

A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 
At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay  ; 

But  we  arise,  by  grace  divine, 
To  see  a  heav'nly  day. 

Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 
The  spacious  earth  around, 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

0  happy  period!  glorious  day! 

When  heaven  and  earth  shall  raise, 
With  all  their  powers,  the  rapturd  lay 

To  celebrate  thy  praise  I 


hymns.  117 

HYMN  38.       P.  M. 

0.  Jesus  !  the  glory,  the  wonder,  and  lovd 
Of  angels  and  glorified  spirits  above, 

.ints  who  behold  thee  not,  yet  dearly  lore, 
Rejoicing  in  hope  of  thy  glory  ! 
Thou  only  and  wholly  art  lovely  and  fair, 
Who  robb'st  not  the  Father  with  him  to  compare  ; 
The  Father's  own  image  glows  in  thee — ; 
In  visible  bodily  glory.  [there 

Worthiness  dwells  in  thee:  excellent  dignity, 
Beauty  and  majesty;  glory  environs  thee: 
Power,  honor,  dominion,  and  life  rest  on  thee, 
l  chiefest  among  the  ten  thousands  ! 

Wherever  we  view  thee,  new  glories  arise  : 
Theman  that"sGod'sfellow,whoridesonthe  skies: 
Made  flesh,  dwelt  among  us,  brought  God  near 
our  B] 
In  grace  and  truth  show'd  all  his  glory. 
Thou   -  .  xistence  the  heav'ns  and  their 

The  earth  and  its  fulness,  the  seas  and  their  c 
Time  hangs  on  thy  word,  and  eternity  boasts 
rown  and  adorn  thee  with  glory. 

hineei  dwells  in  thee;  excellent  dignity, 
Eeauty  and  majesty :  glory  environs  thee: 
Power,  honor,  dominion,  and  life  rest  on  thee, 
0  thou  chiefest  among  the  ten  thousands  I 

Still  lovelier  thou,  when,  with  infant  cries, 
And  childhood,  thou  meet'st  us  in  that  dear  dis- 

gui  - 
Thy  loves,  past  all  knowledge,  with  raptures  sur- 
prise, 
And  ravish  our  hearts  with  thy  glory. 


118  HYMNS. 

In  th;  >.-,  on  the  cursed  tree, 

Thou  bear'st  all  our  sins,  while  thy  God  frown'd 

on  thee, 
Expiring  in  blood  for  our  life ;  and,  lo !  we 
Exult  in  thy  merit  and  glory  ! 

Worthiness  dwells  in  thee :  excellent  dignity, 
Beauty  an d  I -•  >tj  environs  thee, 

Power,  honor,  dominion,  and  life  re.-t  on  thee, 
0  thou  eiiiefest  among  the  ten  tbovM 

Thy  birth  «ail  divine,  from  the  grave  back  again. 
Brought  thee,  King  of  glory  !  0  Lamb  thai 

slain  ! 
First-born  from  the  dead,  crown'd  with  honor 
supreme, 
Thy  throne  is  establish'd  in  glory. 
There  reign  in  thy  glory,  whom  all  saints  adore, 
Till  under  thy  feet  thy  foes  crush'd,  be  no  more  ; 
Thy  pleasure  shall  speedily  all  things  restore. 
And  eternity  blaze  with  thy  glory. 

Worthiness  dwells  in  the  I  lignity, 

beauty  and  majesty:  glory  environs  thee: 
Power,  honor,  dominion,  and  life  re^t  on  tuee, 
0  thou  chiefest  among  the  ten  thousands  ! 


HYMN  39.       C.  M. 

We  bless  the  Prophet  of  the  Lord, 
That  comes  with  truth  and  grace ; 

Jesus,  thy  Spirit  and  thy  "Word 
Shall  lead  us  in  thy  ways. 


HYMNS.  119 

We  revrence  our  High  Priest  above, 

Who  offer' d  up  his  blood, 
And  lives  to  carry  on  his  love 

By  pleading  with  our  God. 
We  honor  our  exalted  King ; 

How  sweet  are  his  commands ! 
He  guards  our  souls  from  hell  and  sin 

By  his  almighty  hands. 

HYMN  40.       S.  M. 

Not  all  the  blood  of  beasts, 

On  Jewish  altars  slain, 
Could  give  the  guilty  conscience  peace, 

Or  wash  away  its  stain. 

But  Christ,  the  heav'nly  Lamb, 

Bears  all  our  sins  away ; 
A  sacrifice  of  nobler  name 

And  richer  blood  than  they. 
Believing,  we  rejoice 

To  see  the  curse  remove ; 
We  bless  the  Lamb  with  cheerful  voice, 

And  sing  his  dying  love. 

HYMN  41.       C.  M. 

Father,  how  wide  thy  glory  shines ! 

How  high  thy  wonders  rise ; 
Known   through  the  earth  by  thousand 
signs, 

By  thousand  through  the  skies. 


120  HYMNS. 

These  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  pow'r, 
Their  motion  speaks  thy  skill ; 

And,  on  the  wings  of  ev'ry  hour, 
We  read  thy  patience  still. 

Part  of  thy  name  most  glorious  stands 

On  all  thy  creatures  writ ; 
They  show  the  labors  of  thy  hands, 

The  impress  of  thy  feet. 

But  when  we  view  thy  grand  design 

To  save  rebellious  worms, 
Where  justice  and  compassion  join 

In  their  divinest  forms — 

Our  thoughts  are  lost  in  rev'rent  awe, 

We  love  and  we  adore ; 
The  brightest  angel  never  saw 

So  much  of  God  before. 

Here  thy  great  name  appears  complete 
And  thought  can  never  trace 

Which  of  the  glories  brighter  shine — 
The  justice  or  the  grace  ! 

Though  language  fails,  we  must  proclaim 

Jehovah's  wondrous  ways, 
And  through  eternity  the  same 

Shall  be  our  theme  of  praise. 


HYMNS.  121 

HYMN  42.       L.  M. 

With  Israel's  God  who  can  compare? 
Or  who,  like  Israel,  happy  are  ? 
0  people  saved  by  the  Lord, 
He  is  our  shield  and  great  reward ! 

Upheld  by  everlasting  arms, 

We  are  secure  from  foes  and  harms ; 

In  vain  their  plots,  and  false  their  boasts — 

Our  refuge  is  the  Lord  of  hosts  ! 

HYMN  43.       L.  M. 

From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise : 
Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung, 
Through  ev'ry  land,  by  ev'ry  tongue. 

Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word : 
Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

HYMN  44.       S.  M. 

Raise  your  triumphant  songs 

To  tell  of  vict'ry  won ; 
Let  the  wide  earth  resound  the  deeds 

Celestial  grace  has  done. 


122  hymns. 

Sing  how  Eternal  Love 

His  Chief  Beloved  chose, 
And  bade  him  raise  our  wretched  race 

From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

His  hand  no  thunder  bears, 
Nor  terror  clothes  his  brow ; 

No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 
To  fiercer  flames  below. 

He  shows  his  Father's  love, 
To  raise  our  souls  on  high ; 

He  came  with  pardons  from  above 
For  rebels  doom'd  to  die. 

Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears, 
Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease ; 

Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love, 
And  take  the  offer' d  peace. 

Lord,  we  obey  thy  call, 

We  lay  an  humble  claim 
To  the  salvation  thou  hast  brought, 

And  love  and  praise  thy  name. 


HYMN  45.       C.  M. 

0  Thou  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 

Upon  this  earthly  frame  ! 
Through  all  the  world  how  great  art  thou  I 

How  glorious  is  thy  name  I 


HYMNS.  123 

In  heav'n  thy  wondrous  acts  are  sung, 

Nor  fully  reckoned  there  ; 
And  yet  thou  mak'st  the  infant  tongue 

Thy  boundless  praise  declare. 

Through  thee  the  weak  confound  the  strong, 
And  crush  their  haughty  foes ; 

And  so  thou  quell'st  the  wicked  throng 
That  thee  and  thine  oppose. 

"When  heav'n,  thy  beauteous  work  on  high, 
Employs  my  wondrous  sight ; 

The  moon  that  nightly  rules  the  sky, 
With  stars  of  feebler  light — 

What's  man,  say  I,  that,  Lord,  thou  lov'st 

To  keep  him  in  thy  mind  ? 
Or  what  his  offspring,  that  thou  prov'st 

To  them  so  wondrous  kind  ? 

Him  next  in  power  thou  didst  create 

To  thy  celestial  train  ; 
Ordain'd  with  dignity  and  state 

O'er  all  thy  works  to  reign. 

They  jointly  own  his  pow'rful  sway — 
The  beasts  that  prey  or  graze, 

The  bird  that  wings  its  airy  way, 
The  fish  that  cuts  the  seas. 

0  Thou  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 

Upon  this  earthly  frame ! 
Through  all  the  world  how  great  art  thou  1 

How  glorious  is  thy  name  ! 


124  HYMNS. 

HYMN  46.       L.  M. 

No  change  of  time  shall  ever  shock 

My  firm  affection,  Lord,  to  thee ; 
For  thou  hast  always  been  my  rock, 

A  fortress  and  defence  to  me. 
Thou  my  dehVrer  art,  my  God  ; 

My  trust  is  in  thy  mighty  pow'r ; 
Thou  art  my  shield  from  foes  abroad — 

At  home  my  safeguard  and  my  tow'r 
To  thee  I  will  address  my  pray'r, 

To  whom  all  praise  we  justty  owe; 
So  shall  I,  by  thy  watchful  care, 

Be  guarded  from  my  treach'rous  foe. 

HYMN  47.       L.  M.       . 

0  render  thanks  to  God  above, 
The  fountain  of  eternal  love  ; 
Whose  mercy  firm  through  ages  past 
Has  stood,  and  shall  for  ever  last. 
"Who  can  his  mighty  deeds  express, 
Not  only  vast,  but  numberless  ! 
"What  mortal  eloquence  can  raise 
His  tribute  of  immortal  praise  ! 
Happy  are  they,  and  only  they, 
Who  from  thy  judgments  never  stray; 
Who  know  what's  right ;  nor  only  so, 
But  always  practise  what  they  know. 


HYMNS.  125 

HYMN  48.      L.  If. 

0  Lord  !  thy  mercy,  my  sure  hope, 

Above  the  heav'nly  orbs  ascends ; 
Thy  sacred  truth's  unmeasur'd  scope 

Beyond  the  spreading  sky  extends. 
Thy  justice  like  the  hills  remains  ; 

Unfathom'd  depths  thy  judgments  are  ; 
Thy  providence  the  world  sustains ; 

The  whole  creation  is  thy  care. 
Since  of  thy  goodness  all  partake, 

With  what  assurance  should  the  just 
Thy  sheltering  wings  their  refuge  make, 

And  saints  to  thy  protection  trust. 
Such  guests  shall  to  thy  courts  be  led, 

To  banquet  on  thy  love's  repast ; 
And  drink,  as  from  a  fountain's  head, 

Of  joys  that  shall  for  ever  last. 
"With  thee  the  springs  of  life  remain ; 

Thy  presence  is  eternal  day : 
0  let  thy  saints  thy  favor  gain, 

And  upright  hearts  thy  truths  display ! 

HYMN  49.       L.  M. 

With  glory  clad,  with  strength  array'd, 
The  Lord  that  o'er  all  nature  reigns, 

The  world's  foundation  strongly  laid, 
And  the  vast  fabric  still  sustains. 


126  nYMNs. 

How  surely  'stablisW  is  thy  throne, 
Which  shall  no  change  nor  period  see; 

For  thou,  0  Lord,  and  thou  alone, 
Art  God  from  all  eternity. 

The  floods,  0  Lord,  lift  up  their  voice, 
And  toss  their  troubled  waves  on  high ; 

But  God  above  can  still  their  noise, 
And  make  the  angry  sea  comply. 

Thy  promise,  Lord,  is  ever  sure ; 

And  they  that  in  thy  house  would  dwell, 
That  happy  station  to  secure, 

Must  still  in  holiness  excel. 


HYMN  50.       L.  M. 

Praise  you  the  Lord !   Our  God  to  praise, 
My  soul  her  utmost  power  shall  raise ; 
With  private  friends,  and  in  the  throng 
Of  saints,  his  praise  shall  be  my  song. 

His  works  for  greatness  though  renown'd, 
His  wondrous  works  with  ease  are  found 
By  those  who  seek  for  them  aright, 
And  in  the  pious  search  delight. 

His  works  are  all  of  matchless  fame, 
And  universal  glory  claim  ; 
His  truth,  confirm'd  through  ages  past, 
Shall  to  eternal  ages  last. 


HYMNS.  127 

By  precepts  he  has  us  enjoin'd 

To  keep  his  wondrous  works  in  mind ; 

And  to  posterity  record 

That  good  and  gracious  is  the  Lord. 


HYMN  51.       C.  M. 

0  praise  the  Lord  !  and  thou,  my  soul, 

For  ever  bless  his  name  ; 
His  wondrous  love,  while  life  shall  last, 

My  constant  praise  shall  claim. 

On  kings,  the  greatest  sons  of  men, 

Let  none  for  aid  rely ; 
They  cannot  save  in  dang'rous  times, 

Nor  timely  help  apply. 

DeprivVl  of  breath,  to  dust  they  turn 

And  there  neglected  lie  ; 
And  all  their  thoughts  and  vain  designs 

Together  with  them  die. 

Then  happy  he  who  Jacob's  God 

For  his  protector  takes  ; 
Who  still,  with  well-plac'd  hope,  the  Lord 

His  constant  refuge  makes. 

The  Lord,  who  made  both  heav'n  and  earth, 

And  all  that  they  contain, 
Will  never  quit  his  steadfast  truth, 

Nor  make  his  promise  vain. 


128  HYMNS. 

HYMN  52.       C.  M. 

The  Saviour !  C  what  endless  charms 

Dwell  in  the  blissful  sound ! 
Its  influence  ev'ry  fear  disarms, 

And  spreads  sweet  comfort  round. 

Here  pardon,  life,  and  joys  divine, 

In  rich  effusion  flow  ; 
For  guilty  rebels,  lost  in  sin, 

And  doom'd  to  endless  woe. 

Eh'  almighty  Former  of  the  skies 

Stoop' d  to  our  vile  abode ; 
While  angels  view'd,  with  wondering  eyea, 

And  hail;d  th'  incarnate  God. 

0  the  rich  depths  of  love  divine ! 

Of  bliss  a  boundless  store ! 
Blest  Saviour,  let  me  call  thee  mine; 

I  cannot  wish  for  more. 

On  thee,  alone,  my  hope  relies, 

Beneath  thy  cross  I  fall ; 
My  Lord,  my  life,  my  sacrifice, 

My  Saviour  and  my  all. 


SPIRITUAL  SOXGS. 


Mature. 

Praise  the  Lord.  Praise  the  Lord  from  tht 
heavens;  praise  him  in  the  heights.  Praise  him, 
all  his  angels ;  praise  him,  all  his  hosts.  Praise 
him,  sun  and  moon,-  praise  him,  you  heaven  of 
heavens.  Let  them  praise  the  name  of  the  Lord  ; 
for  he  commanded,  and  they  were  created.  He 
has  also  established  them  for  ever  and  ever ;  he 
has  made  a  decree  which  they  shall  not  pass. 
Praise  the  Lord  from  the  earth,  you  dragons,  and 
all  deeps :  fire  and  hail ;  snow  and  vapour ;  stormy 
wind  fulfilling  his  word;  mountains  and  hills; 
fruitful  trees,  and  all  cedars;  beasts  and  all  cattle  ; 
creeping  things  and  flying  fowl ;  kings  of  the 
earth,  and  all  judges  of  the  earth ;  both  young  m  en 
and  maids;  old  men  and  children.  Let  them 
praise  the  name  of  the  Lord;  for  his  name  alone  is 
excellent ;  his  glory  is  above  the  earth  and  heaven. 
[David,  the  sweet  Psalmist  of  Israel.] 

soxg  1.     c.  m 

The  Book  of  Nature  open  lies, 
With  much  instruction  stor'd ; 

And  when  the  Lord  anoints  our  eyes, 
Its  pages  light  afford. 

9  129 


130  SriRITUAL   SONGS. 

Philosophers  have  por'd  in  vain, 

And  guess' d  from  age  to  age  ; 
For  reason's  eye  could  ne'er  attain 

To  understand  a  page. 
Though  to  each  star  they  give  a  name, 

Its  size  and  motions  teach, 
The  truths  which  all  the  stars  proclaim 

Their  wisdom  cannot  reach. 
With  skill  to,  measure  earth  and  sea, 

And  weigh  the  subtile  air, 
They  cannot,  Lord,  discover  thee, 

Though  present  ev'ry where. 

The  knowledge  of  thy  saints  excels 

The  wisdom  of  the  schools  ; 
To  them  his  secrets  God  reveals, 

Though  man  account  them  fools. 
To  them  the  sun  and  stars  on  high, 

The  flowers  that  paint  the  field, 
And  all  the  artless  birds  that  fly, 

Divine  instruction  yield. 
The  creatures  on  their  senses  press, 

As  witnesses  to  prove 
Their  Saviour's  power  and  faithfulness, 

His  providence  and  love. 
Thus  may  we  study  Nature's  Book, 

To  make  us  wise  indeed! 
And  pity  those  who  only  look 

At  what  they  cannot  read. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  131 


SONG  2.       L.  M. 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 
And  spangled  heav'ns,  a  shining  frame, 
Their  great  Original  proclaim. 

Th'  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 
Does  his  Creator's  power  display, 
And  publishes  to  ev'ry  land 
The  work  of  an  almighty  hand. 

Soon  as  the  ev'ning  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale, 
And  nightly  to  the  listening  earth 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth : 

While  all  the  stars  that  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 
And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

What  though  in  solemn  silence  all 
Move  round  this  dark  terrestrial  ball — 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amid  their  radiant  orbs  be  found — 

In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice ; 
For  ever  singing  as  they  shine, 
The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine  I 


132  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

SONG  3.      II.  M. 

You  boundless  realms  of  joy, 

Exalt  your  Maker's  fame; 

His  praise  your  songs  employ 

Above  the  starry  frame : 

You  cherubim,  your  voices  raise ; 

And,  seraphim,  shout  loud  his  praise* 

Thou  moon,  that  rul'st  the  night, 
And  sun,  that  guid'st  the  day, 
You  glitt'ring  stars  of  light, 
To  him  your  homage  pay  : 
You  heavens  above,  his  praise  declare 
And  clouds  that  move  in  liquid  air. 

Let  them  adore  the  Lord, 

And  praise  his  holy  name, 
By  whose  almighty  word 

They  all  from  nothing  came  : 
From  changes  free,  you  all  shall  last; 
His  firm  decree  stands  ever  fast. 

Let  earth  her  tribute  pay; 

Praise  him,  you  dreadful  whales, 
And  fish  that  through  the  sea 
Glide  swift  with  glitt'ring  scales  j 
And  misty  air,  fire,  hail,  and  snow, 
And  winds  that  where  he  bids  them  bio 

By  hills  and  mountains,  all 

In  grateful  concert  join'd  ; 
By  cedars  stately,  tall, 

And  trees  for  fruit  designed ; 
By  creeping  things,  and  ev'ry  beast, 
And  fowl  of  wings,  his  name  be  blest. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  133 

uet  all  of  royal  birth, 

"With  those  of  humbler  name, 
And  judges  of  the  earth, 

His  matchless  praise  proclaim  : 
**t  youths  with  maids,  in  this  design, 
And  hoary  heads  with  children  join. 

United  zeal  be  shown, 

His  wondrous  fame  to  raise, 

"Whose  glorious  name  alone 

Deserves  our  endless  praise  : 

His  power  obey,  earth's  utmost  ends ; 

His  glorious  sway  the  sky  transcends. 

His  chosen  saints  to  grace, 
He  sets  them  up  on  high, 
And  favors  Israel's  race, 
"Who  still  to  him  are  nigh : 
Your  grateful  voice,  0  therefore  raise, 
And  still  rejoice  the  Lord  to  praise. 


SOXG  4.       C.  M. 

There's  not  a  star  whose  twinkling  light 

Illumes  the  distant  earth, 
And  cheers  the  solemn  gloom  of  night, 

But  goodness  gave  it  birth. 

There's  not  a  cloud  whose  dews  distil 

Upon  the  parching  clod, 
And  clothe  with  verdure  vale  and  hill, 

That  is  not  sent  by  God. 


134  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

There's  not  a  place  in  earth's  vast  round, 

In  ocean  deep,  or  air, 
Where  skill  and  wisdom  are  not  found ; 

For  God  is  everywhere. 

Around,  beneath,  below,  above, 

Wherever  space  extends, 
There  heaven  displays  its  boundless  love, 

And  pow'r  with  goodness  blends. 

SONG  5.       C.  M. 

Eternal  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise  ; 

Thee  all  thy  creatures  sing; 
While  with  thy  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  seas, 

And  heaven's  high  palace,  ring. 

Thy  hand,  how  wide  it  spread  the  sky ! 

How  glorious  to  behold ! 
Ting'd  with  a  blue  of  heav'nly  dye, 

And  deck'd  with  sparkling  gold. 

Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 

And  strike  the  gazing  sight, 
Through  skies,  and  seas,  and  solid  ground, 

With  terror  and  delight. 

Almighty  pow'r,  and  equal  skill, 
Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad, 

Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill, 
And  speak  the  builder,  God. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  135 

But  still,  the  wonders  of  thy  grace 

Our  warmer  passions  move  ; 
Here  we  behold  our  Saviour's  face, 

And  here  adore  his  love. 

SOXG  6.       C.  M. 

Through  endless  years  thou  art  the  same, 

0  thou  eternal  God  ; 
Each  future  age  shall  know  thy  name, 

And  tell  thy  works  abroad. 
The  strong  foundations  of  the  earth 

Of  old  by  thee  were  laid  ; 
By  thee  the  beauteous  arch  of  heav'n 

With  matchless  skill  was  made. 
Soon  shall  this  goodly  frame  of  things, 

Created  by  thy  hand, 
Be,  like  a  vesture,  laid  aside, 

And  changed  at  thy  command. 
But  thy  perfections,  all  divine, 

Eternal  as  thy  days, 
Through  everlasting  ages  shine, 

With  undiminished  rays. 

SOXG  7.       C.  M. 

"Twas  God  who  fiVd  the  rolling  spheres, 
And  stretched  the  boundless  skies, 

Who  form'd  the  plan  of  endless  years, 
And  bade  the  ages  rise. 


136  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

From  everlasting  is  his  might, 

Immense  and  unconfin'd ; 
He  pierces  through  the  realms  of  light, 

And  rides  upon  the  wind. 

He  speaks, — all  nature's  wheels  stand  still, 
And  leave  their  wonted  round ; 

The  mountains  melt ;  each  trembling  hill 
Forsakes  its  ancient  bound. 

Ye  worlds,  and  ev'ry  living  thing, 

Fulfil  his  high  command ; 
Pay  grateful  homage  to  your  King, 

And  own  his  ruling  hand. 


SONG  8.       L.  M. 

Awake,  my  tongue ;  thy  tribute  bring 
To  Him  who  gave  thee  power  to  sing ; 
Praise  Him  who  is  all  praise  above, 
The  source  of  wisdom  and  of  love. 

How  vast  his  knowledge  !  how  profound ! 
A  depth  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drown' d ! 
The  stars  he  numbers,  and  their  names 
He  gives  to  all  those  heav'nly  flames. 

Through  each  bright  world  above,  behold 
Ten  thousand  thousand  charms  unfold ; 
Earth,  air,  and  mighty  seas  combine 
To  speak  his  wisdom  all  divine. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  137 

But  in  redemption,  0,  what  grace ! 
Its  wonders,  0,  what  thought  can  trace ! 
Here,  wisdom  shines  for  ever  bright ; 
Praise  him,  my  soul,  with  sweet  delight. 


SONG  9.       L.  M. 

Jehovah  reigns :  he  dwells  in  light, 
Array' d  with  majesty  and  might ; 
The  world,  created  by  his  hands, 
Still  on  its  firm  foundation  stands. 

But  ere  this  spacious  world  was  made, 
Or  had  its  first  foundation  laid, 
His  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 
Himself  the  ever-living  God. 

For  ever  shall  his  throne  endure  ; 
His  promise  stands  for  ever  sure ;      * 
And  everlasting  holiness 
Becomes  the  dwellings  of  his  grace. 


SOXG  10.       C.  M. 

Thy  goodness,  Lord,  our  souls  confess ; 

Thy  goodness  we  adore  ; — 
A  spring  whose  blessings  never  fail ; 

A  sea  without  a  shore. 


138  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Sun,  moon,  and  stars  thy  love  attest 

In  ev'ry  golden  ray  ; 
Love  draws  the  curtains  of  the  night, 

And  love  brings  back  the  day. 

Thy  bounty  ev'ry  season  crowns 
With  all  the  bliss  it  yields, 

With  joyful  clusters  loads  the  vines, 
With  strength'ning  grain  the  fields. 

But  chiefly  thy  compassion,  Lord, 

Is  in  the  gospel  seen ; 
There,  like  a  sun,  thy  mercy  shines, 

AVithout  a  cloud  between. 

There  pardon,  peace,  and  holy  joy, 
Through  Jesus'  name  are  given ; 

He  on  the  cross  was  lifted  high, 
That  we  might  reign  in  heav'n. 


SOXG  11.       L.  M. 

There  is  a  God — all  nature  speaks, 
Thro'  earth,  and  air,  and  sea,  and  skiea; 

See,  from  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks, 
When  earliest  beams  of  morning  rise. 

The  rising  sun,  serenely  bright. 

Throughout  the  world's  extended  frame, 

Inscribes,  in  characters  of  light, 
His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  139 

Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 
And  trace  creation's  wonders 

Confess  the  footsteps  of  your  God  ; 
Bow  down  before  him,  and  adore. 


SOXG  12.       C.   M. 

What  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

Majestic  like  the  sun  ! 
It  gives  a  light  to  er  ry  age — 

It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

The  hand  that  gave  it  still  suy  r 
His  gracious  light  and  heat ; 

His  truths  upon  the  nations  rise — 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine 

I  •:•  such  a  bright  display, 
As  makes  the  world  of  darkness  shine 

With  beams  of  heav'nly  day. 

My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 

The  paths  of  truth  and  I 
Till  glory  breaks  upon  my  view 

In  brighter  worlds  above. 


140  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 


SONG  13.       C.  If. 

How  precious  is  the  Book  Divine, 

By  inspiration  giv'n ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  precepts  shine, 

To  guide  our  souls  to  heav'n. 

It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears ; 
Life,  light,  and  joy  it  still  imparts, 

And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

This  lamp,  through  all  the  tedious  night 

Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  clearer  light 

Of  an  eternal  day. 


SONG  14.       C.  M. 

Father  of  Mercies,  in  thy  word 
What  endless  glory  shines  ! 

For  ever  be  thy  name  ador'd 
For  these  celestial  lines  ! 

Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Exhaustless  riches  find ; 
Riches  above  what  earth  can  grant, 

And  lasting  as  the  mind. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  141 

Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 

And  yields  a  rich  repast : 
Sublimer  sweets  than  nature  knows 

Invite  the  longing  taste. 

Here  springs  of  consolation  rise 

To  cheer  the  fainting  mind, 
And  thirsty  souls  receive  supplies, 

And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

Here  the  Redeemer's  welcome  voice 
Spreads  heav'nly  peace  around ; 

And  life  and  everlasting  joys 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

0  may  those  heavenly  pages  be 

My  ever  dear  delight ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 

And  still  increasing  light. 

Divine  Instructor !  gracious  Lord, 

Be  thou  for  ever  near ; 
Teach  me  to  love  thy  sacred  word, 

And  view  my  Saviour  there ! 


SOXG  15.       L.  M. 

When  Israel  through  the  desert  pass'd, 

A  fiery  pillar  went  before, 
To  guide  them  through  the  dreary  waste, 

And  lessen  the  fatigues  they  bore. 


142 

Such  is  thy  gk>r)ATi« 

I  guidance  giv'n ; 

And  ■  and  heav'n. 

ItfV..  rht, 

And  qui. 

ur  wand'ring  foot** 

thy  lore,  and  kindles 

Its  promises  rejoice  our  hearts: 
:e  u  divinely  true; 
and  pleasure  i: 
It  comforts  and  instructs  us  too. 


Sr  C.  M. 

Let  h  n  to  shore 

II  r  idol  wealth  pur- 

urb  value  more 
i  or  Peru. 

mines  of  knowledge,  love,  and  joy 
open  to  (  . 

is  divinely  bright. 

The  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 
These  sacred  leaves  unfold, 

ely  face 
Our  rapturM  eyes  behold. 


SPIRITUAL    M  143 

Iler^  ;  firom  above, 

Directs  our  doubtful 
Here  *  r  heav'nly  I 

Our  ardei  ieet. 

Our  num'r  are  here  r 

And  all  our  wants  supplied ; 

bt  we  can  ask  to  mak 
I-  in  thb  book  denied. 

inestimable  gains, 
That  so  enrich  the  mind, 
0  may  we  search  with  eager  pan 
-urM  that  we  shall  find. 


KG  17.      CL  M. 

0  how  I  love  thy  holy  law ! 

B  daily  my  delight ; 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
Divine  advice  by  night. 

My  waking  eyes  prevent  the  day, 

To  meditate  thy  word; 
Mj  soul  with  longing  melts  away, 

To  hear  thy  gospel,  Lord. 

Thy  heav'nly  words  my  heart  flu 
And  well  employ  my  tongue, 

And,  through  my  weary  pilgrimage, 
Yield  me  a  heavenly  - 


144  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

When  nature  sinks,  and  spirits  droop, 

Thy  promises  of  grace 
Are  pillars  to  support  my  hope, 

And  there  I  write  thy  praise. 


SONG  18.       C.  M. 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 

His  wonders  to  perform ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  on  the  sea, 

And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 

And  works  his  gracious  will. 

You  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take ; 

The  clouds  you  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 

In  blessings  on  your  head. 

Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 
But  trust  him  for  his  grace  ; 

Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  145 

His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  ev'ry  hour ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 

But  sweet  will  be  the  now'r. 

Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain : 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 

And  he  will  make  it  plain. 


SOXG  19.       C.  M. 

0  God  of  Bethel,  by  whose  hand 

Thy  people  still  are  fed ; 
Who  through  this  weary  pilgrimage 

Hast  all  our  fathers  led — 

Our  vows,  our  pray'rs  we  now  present 
Before  thy  throne  of  grace  ; 

God  of  our  fathers,  be  the  God 
Of  their  succeeding  race. 

Through  each  succeeding  path  of  life, 
Our  wand'ring  footsteps  guide ; 

Give  us  each  day  our  daily  bread, 
And  raiment  fit  provide. 

0  spread  thy  covering  wings  around. 

Till  all  our  wand'rings  cease, 
And  at  our  Father's  lord  abode 

Our  souls  arrive  in  peace. 
10 


146  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Such  blessings  from  thy  gracious  hand 
Our  humble  pray'rs  implore ; 

And  thou  shalfc  be  our  chosen  God 
And  portion  evermore. 

SONG  20.       C.  M. 

What  though  no  flow'rs  the  fig-tree  clothe, 

Though  vines  their  fruit  deny, 
The  labor  of  the  olive  fail, 

And  fields  no  food  supply — 
Though  from  the  fold,  with  sad  surprise, 

My  flock  cut  off  I  see ; 
Though  famine  pine  in  empty  stalls, 

Where  herds  were  wont  to  be — 
Yet  in  the  Lord  will  I  be  glad, 

And  glory  in  his  love  ; 
In  him  1^11  joy,  who  will  the  God 

Of  my  salvation  prove. 
God  is  the  treasure  of  my  soul, 

The  source  of  lasting  joy  ! 
A  joy  which  want  shall  not  impair, 

Nor  death  itself  destroy. 

SONG  21.       C.  M. 

0  God  !  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast, 

And  our  eternal  home  ! 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  147 

Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  throne 
Thy  saints  have  dwelt  secure ; 

Sufficient  is  thy  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence  is  sure. 

Before  the  hills  in  order  stood, 

Or  earth  receiv'd  her  frame, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God, 

To  endless  years  the  same. 

A  thousand  ages  in  thy  sight 

Are  like  an  evening  gone ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night, 

Before  the  rising  sun. 

The  busy  tribes  of  flesh  and  blood, 
With  all  their  cares  and  fears, 

Are  carried  downward  with  the  flood, 
And  lost  in  following  years. 

Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream, 

Bears  all  its  sons  away ; 
They  fly  forgotten,  as  a  dream 

Dies  at  the  opening  day. 

0  God  !  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come ! 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  life  shall  last, 

And  our  eternal  home ! 


148  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

SOXG  22.       P.  M. 

Though  troubles  assail,  and  dangers  affright, 
Though  friends  should  all  fail,  and  foes  all  unite ; 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us,  whatever  betide, 
The  Scripture  assures  us,  The  Lord  w ill  provide. 
The  birds  without  barn  or  storehouse  are  fed  ; 
From  them  let  us  learn  to  trust  for  our  bread  : 
His  saints  what  is  fitting  shall  ne'er  be  denied, 
So  long  as  'tis  written,  The  Lord  icill  ptrovide. 
We  may,  like  the  ships,  by  tempests  be  tost 
On  perilous  deeps,  but  cannot  be  lost  : 
Though  Satan  enrages  the  wind  and  the  tide, 
The  promise  engages,  The  Lord  will  provide. 
His  call  we  obey,  like  Abrah'm  of  old, 
Xot  knowing  our  way,  but  faith  makes  us  bold; 
For  though  we  are  strangers, we  have  a  good  guide, 
And  trust,  in  all  dangers,  The  Lord  will  provide. 
Xo  strength  of  our  own,  or  goodness,  we  claim  ,- 
But  since  we  have  known  the  Saviour's  great  namo 
In  this  our  strong  tower  for  safety  we  hide — 
The  Lord  is  our  power — The  Lord  will  provide. 
When  life  sinks  apace,  and  death  is  in  view, 
The  word  of  his  grace  shall  comfort  us  through  i 
Xot  fearing  or  doubting,  with  Christ  on  our  side 
We  hope  to  die  shouting,  The  Lord  will  provide 

SOXG  23.       C.  M. 

How  are  th j  servants  blest,  0  Lord ! 

How  sure  is  their  defence ! 
Eternal  Wisdom  is  their  guide — 

Their  help,  Omnipotence. 


SPIRITUAL    BONGS.  149 

In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care, 
Through  burning  climes  they  pass  unhurt, 

And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

When  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 

Xor  impotent  to  save. 

The  storm  is  laid,  the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will ; 
The  sea  that  roars  at  thy  command, 

At  thy  command  is  still. 

In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths, 

Thy  goodness  we'll  adore  ; 
We'll  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 

And  humbly  hope  for  more. 


SOXG  24:.       S.  M. 

I.v  all  my  ways,  0  God ! 

I  would  acknowledge  thee  ; 
And  seek  to  keep  my  heart  and  house 

From  all  pollution  free. 

Where'er  I  have  a  tent, 

An  altar  will  I  raise ; 
And  thither  my  oblations  bring 

Of  humble  pray'r  and  praise. 


150  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Could  I  my  wish  obtain, 

My  household,  Lord,  should  be 
Devoted  to  thyself  alone, 

A  nursery  for  thee. 


SONG  25.       L.  M. 

Father  of  all,  thy  care  we  bless, 
Which  crowns  our  families  with  peace ; 
From  thee  they  spring,  and  by  thy  hand 
They  have  been,  and  are  still  sustain'd. 

To  God,  most  worthy  to  be  prais'd, 
Be  our  domestic  altars  rais'd ; 
Who,  Lord  of  heav'n,  scorns  not  to  dwell 
With  saints  in  their  obscurest  cell. 

To  thee  may  each  united  house 
Morning  and  night  present  its  vows  ; 
Our  servants  there,  and  rising  race, 
Be  taught  thy  precepts  and  thy  grace. 


SOXG  26.       C.  M. 

Thy  way,  0  Lord,  is  in  the  sea ; 

Thy  paths  I  cannot  trace, 
Nor  comprehend  the  mystery 

Of  thy  unbounded  grace. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  151 

'Tis  but  in  part  I  know  thy  will ; 

I  bless  thee  for  the  sight ; 
When  will  thy  love  the  rest  reveal 

In  glory's  clearer  light  ? 

With  rapture  shall  I  then  survey 

Thy  providence  and  grace ; 
And  spend  an  everlasting  day 

In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 


SOXG  27.       C.   M. 

When-  all  thy  mercies,  0  my  God, 

My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I'm  lost 

In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

To  all  my  weak  complaints  and  cries 

Thy  mercy  lent  an  ear, 
Ere  yet  my  feeble  thoughts  had  learn'd 

To  form  themselves  in  pray'r. 

Unnumber'd  comforts  on  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestow'd, 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 

From  whence  those  comforts  flowed. 

When  in  the  slipp'ry  paths  of  youth, 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 
Thine  arm,  unseen,  convey'd  me  safe, 

And  led  me  up  to  man. 


152  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Through  ev'ry  period  of  my  life 
Thy  goodness  I'll  pursue ; 

And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds; 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

Through  all  eternity,  to  thee 
A  joyful  song  Fll  raise : 

For,  0,  eternity's  too  short 
To  utter  all  thy  praise  ! 


SONG  28.       L.  M. 

The  Lord,  who  rules  the  world's  affairs, 
For  me  a  well-spread  board  prepares ; 
My  grateful  thanks  to  him  shall  rise ; 
He  knows  my  wants:  those  wants  supplies. 

And  shall  I  grudge  to  give  his  poor 
A  mite  from  all  my  plenteous  store  ? 
No,  Lord,  the  friends  of  thine  and  thee 
Shall  always  find  a  friend  in  me. 


SONG  29.       C.  M. 

To  thee  let  my  first  off'rings  rise, 
Whose  sun  creates  the  day, 

Swift  as  his  glad'ning  influence  flies, 
And  spotless  as  his  ray. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  153 

This  day  thy  fav'ring  hand  be  nigh, 

So  oft  vouchsaf  d  before  : 
Still  may  it  lead,  protect,  supply, 

And  I  that  hand  adore. 

If  bliss  thy  providence  impart, 

For  which,  resigned,  I  pray  ; 
Give  me  to  feel  the  grateful  heart, 

And  thus  thy  love  repay. 

Affliction  should  thy  love  intend, 

As  vice  or  folly's  cure, 
Patient  to  gain  that  glorious  end, 

May  I  the  means  endure  ! 

Be  this  and  ev'ry  future  day 

Still  wiser  than  the  past, 
And  when  I  all  my  life  survey, 

May  grace  sustain  at  last. 


SONG  30.       C.  M. 

The  icy  chains  that  bound  the  earth 
Are  now  dissolv'd  and  gone ; 

Wak'd  by  the  sun,  the  blooming  spring 
Puts  its  new  liv'ry  on. 

Teeming  with  life,  th'  advancing  sun 

Protracts  the  falling  day ; 
Grand  light  of  heav'n  !  he  seems  to  wish 

To  make  a  longer  stay. 


154  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

In  clouds  of  gold  behind  him  set, 

Beyond  the  west  he  flies  ; 
Short  is  his  mighty  course,  and  soon 

He  gilds  the  eastern  skies. 

My  soul,  in  ev'ry  scene  admire 

The  wisdom  and  the  pow'r ; 
Behold  thy  God  in  ev'ry  plant, 

In  ev'ry  op'ning  flow'r. 

Yet  in  his  word,  the  word  of  grace, 

He  wrote  his  fairer  name  ; 
The  wonders  of  redeeming  love 

My  noblest  song  shall  claim. 

With  warmest  beams,  thou  God  of  grace, 

Shine  on  this  heart  of  mine  ; 
Turn  thou  my  winter  into  spring, 

And  be  the  glory  thine ! 


SOXG  31.      C.  M. 

To  praise  the  ever  bounteous  Lord, 
My  soul,  wake  all  thy  powers ; 

lie  calls,  and  at  his  voice  come  forth 
The  smiling  harvest  hours. 

His  covenant  with  the  earth  he  keeps ; 

My  tongue,  his  goodness  sing ; 
Summer  and  winter  know  their  time, 

His  harvest  crowns  the  spring. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  155 

Well  pleas'd,  the  toiling  swains  behold 

The  waving  yellow  crop ; 
With  joy  they  bear  the  sheaves  away, 

And  sow  again  in  hope. 

Thus  teach  me,  gracious  God,  to  sow 

The  seeds  of  righteousness  ; 
Smile  on  my  soul,  and  with  thy  beams 

The  rip'ning  harvest  bless. 

Then  in  the  last  great  harvest,  I 

Shall  reap  a  glorious  crop, 
The  harvest  shall  by  far  exceed 

What  I  have  sown  in  hope. 


SOXG  32.       L.  M. 

Eternal  Source  of  ev'ry  joy ! 
Well  may  thy  praise  our  lips  employ, 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear 
To  hail  thee,  Sovereign  of  the  year. 

Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 
Thy  hand  supports  and  guides  the  whole! 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

The  flow'ry  spring  at  thy  command 
Perfumes  the  air  and  paints  the  land ; 
The  summer  rays  with  vigor  shine 
To  raise  the  corn  and  cheer  the  vine. 


156  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Thv  hand,  in  autumn,  richly  pours, 
Through  all  our  coasts,  redundant  stores  ; 
And  winters,  soften'd  by  thy  care, 
No  more  the  face  of  horror  wear. 

Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise  ; 
And  be  the  grateful  homage  paid, 
With  morning  light  and  ev'ning  shade. 

Here  in  thy  house  let  incense  rise, 
And  days  of  gladness  bless  our  eyes, 
Till  to  those  lofty  heights  we  soar, 
Where  days  and  years  revolve  no  more. 


SONG  33.      C.  M. 

Remark,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bound 

Of  the  revolving  year ; 
How  swift  the  weeks  complete  their  round ! 

How  short  the  months  appear ! 

So  fast  eternity  comes  on, 

And  that  important  day, 
When  all  that  mortal  life  has  done 

God's  judgment  shall  survey. 

Yet,  like  an  idle  tale  we  pass 

The  swift  revolving  year, 
And  study  artful  ways  t'  increase 

The  speed  of  its  career. 


NQ8.  157 

Arrest.  0  Lord.  : 

S    si  urse  more  grateful  roll, 

I  years  arise; 
ill  bear  my  waiting  soul 
To;;ys  beyond  the  skies. 


SONG  34.      L.  M. 

My  helper,  God,  I  bless  bifl 

The  same  his  r 

The  tokens  of  nifl  oare 

and  crown,  and  year. 

I  midst  ten  thowHund 

Supported  by  h  in  hand  : 

And  see.  when  I  survey  my  ways. 
Ten  thousand  monorn 

Ear  his  arm  baa  led  me  on : 
a  Ear  I  make  his  mercy  known : 
And  while  I  tr  land, 

New  uoud. 

My  grateful  soul  on  Jordan's  shore 
Shall  raise  one  sacred  pillar  more ; 
Then  I  .bove, 

[dm 


158  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

SONG  35.      L.  M. 

Thy  presence,  everlasting  God, 
Wide  o'er  all  nature  spreads  abroad ; 
Thy  watchful  eyes,  which  cannot  sleep, 
In  ev'ry  place  thy  children  keep. 

While  near  each  other  we  remain, 
Thou  dost  our  lives  and  souls  sustain ; 
When  absent,  happy  if  we  share 
Thy  smiles,  thy  counsels,  and  thy  care. 
To  thee  we  all  our  ways  commit, 
And  seek  our  comforts  near  thy  feet ; 
Still  on  our  souls  vouchsafe  to  shine, 
And  guard  and  guide  us  still  as  thine. 
Give  us  in  thy  beloved  house 
Again  to  pay  our  thankful  vows : 
Or,  if  that  joy  no  more  be  known, 
Give  us  to  meet  around  thy  throne. 

SONG  36.      L.  M. 

Happy  the  city  where  their  sons, 

Like  pillars  round  a  palace  set — 
And  daughters  bright  as  polish'd  stones, 

Give  strength  and  beauty  to  the  state. 
Happy  the  country  where  the  sheep, 

Cattle,  and  corn  have  large  increase : 
W  here  men  securely  work  or  sleep, 

Nor  sons  of  plunder  break  the  peace. 


SriRITUAL    SOXGS.  159 

Happy  the  nation  thus  endow'd ; 

But  most  divinely  blest  are  those 
On  whom  the  all-sufficient  God 

Himself,  with  all  his  grace  bestows. 

SOXG  37.       S.  M. 

How  various  and  how  new 

Are  thy  compassions,  Lord  ! 
Each  morning  shall  thy  mercies  show, 

Each  night  thy  truth  record. 

Thy  goodness,  like  the  sun, 

Dawn'd  on  our  early  days, 
Ere  infant  reason  had  begun 

To  form  our  lips  to  praise. 

Each  object  we  beheld 

Gave  pleasure  to  our  eyes ; 
And  nalure  all  our  senses  held 

In  bands  of  sweet  surprise. 

But  pleasures  more  renVd 

Awaited  that  blest  day, 
When  light  arose  upon  our  mind 

And  chas'd  our  sins  away. 

How  new  thy  mercies,  then ! 

How  sov'reign  and  how  free ! 
Our  souls,  that  had  been  dead  hi  sin* 

Were  made  alive  to  thee. 


160  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 


SOXG  '38.      L.  M. 

Glory  to  God  who  reigns  above, 
Who  dwells  in  light,  whose  name  is  Ioy* 
Come,  saints  and  angels,  if  you  can, 
Declare  the  love  of  God  to  man. 

0  !  what  can  more  his  love  commend 
Than  his  beloved  Sun  to  send, 
That  man  condemned  to  die  might  live, 
And  God  be  glorious  to  forgive ! 

Messiah's  come — with  joy  behold 
The  days  by  Prophets  long  foretold: 
Judah  thy  royal  sceptre's  broke, 
And  times  confirm  what  Jacob  spcke. 

Daniel,  thy  weeks  are  all  expir'd, 
The  time  prophetic  seals  requir'd ; 
Cut  off  for  sins,  but  not  his  own 
Thy  Prince  Messiah  did  atone. 

Thy  famous  temple,  Solomon, 
Is  by  the  latter  far  outshone ; 
It  wanted  not  thy  glitt'ring  store, 
Messiah's  presence  grac'd  it  more. 

We  see  the  prophecies  fulfill'd 
In  Jesus,  that  most  wondrous  child ; 
His  birth,  his  life,  his  death  combine 
To  prove  his  character  divine. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  161 

SOXG  39.       L.  M. 

Lord,  -we  adore  thy  vast  designs, 
Th'  obscure  abyss  of  providence, 

Too  deep  to  sound  with  mortal  lines, 
Too  dark  to  view  with  feeble  sense. 

When  thou  dost  clothe  thine  awful  face 
In  angry  frowns,  without  a  smile, 

"We,  through  the  cloud,  believe  thy  grace, 
Secure  of  thy  compassion  still. 

Through  seas  and  storms  of  deep  distress, 
We  sail  by  faith,  and  not  by  sight ; 

Faith  guides  us  in  the  wilderness, 
Through  all  the  terrors  of  the  night. 

Dear  Father,  if  thy  lifted  rod 

Resolves  to  scourge  us  here  below, 

Still  let  us  lean  upon  our  God ; 

Thine  arm  shall  bear  us  safely  through. 

SOXG  40.    'l.  m. 

Jehovah  reigns  ;  his  throne  is  high ; 
His  robes  are  light  and  majesty ; 
His  glory  shines  with  beams  so  bright. 
No  mortal  can  sustain  the  sight. 

His  terrors  keep  the  world  in  awe; 
His  justice  guards  his  holy  law; 
His  love  reveals  a  smiling  face ; 
His  truth  and  promise  seal  the  grace. 


162  SPIRITUAL     SONGS. 

Through  all  his  works  his  wisdom  shines, 
A  nd  baffles  Satan's  deep  designs ; 
His  power  is  sovereign  to  fulfil 
The  noblest  counsels  of  his  will. 

And  will  this  glorious  Lord  descend 
To  be  my  Father  and  my  Friend  ? 
Then  let  my  songs  with  angels'  join ; 
Heav'n  is  secure,  if  God  be  mine. 

SONG  41.       C.  M. 

Thy  kingdom,  Lord,  for  ever  stands, 
While  earthly  thrones  decay ; 

And  time  submits  to  thy  commands, 
While  ages  roll  away. 

Thy  sov'reign  bounty  freely  gives 

Its  unexhausted  store ; 
And  universal  nature  lives 

On  thy  sustaining  pow'r. 

Holy  and  just  in  all  thy  ways 

Thy  providence  divine ; 
In  all  thy  works,  immortal  rays 

Of  power  and  mercy  shine. 

The  praise  of  God — delightful  theme ! — 
Shall  fill  my  heart  and  tongue ; 

Let  all  creation  bless  his  name, 
In  one  eternal  song. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  1G3 


SOXG  42.       S.  M. 

God  is  the  fountain  whence 
Ten  thousand  blessings  flow ; 

To  him  my  life,  my  health,  and  friends, 
And  every  good,  I  owe. 

The  comforts  he  affords 

Are  neither  few  nor  small ; 
He  is  the  source  of  fresh  delights, 

My  portion  and  my  all. 

He  fills  my  heart  with  joy, 

My  lips  attunes  for  praise ; 
And  to  his  glory  Fll  devote 

The  remnant  of  my  days. 


SONG  43.       C.  M. 

Since  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time 

God's  watchful  eye  surveys, 
0,  who  so  wise  to  choose  our  lot, 

Or  to  appoint  our  ways  ! 

Good  when  he  gives, — supremely  good,- 

Nor  less  when  he  denies ; 
E'en  crosses,  from  his  sovereign  hand, 

Are  blessings  in  disguise. 


1C4  SPIRITUAL     SONGS. 

Why  should  we  doubt  a  Father's  love, 

So  constant  and  so  kind  ? 
To  his  unerring,  gracious  will 

Be  every  wish  resigned. 


SOXG  44.       C.  M. 

A,  Friend  there  is — your  voices  join, 
Ye  saints,  to  praise  his  name — 

Whose  truth  and  kindness  are  divine, 
Whose  love's  a  constant  flame. 

When  most  we  need  his  helping  hand, 
This  Friend  is  always  near ; 

With  heaven  and  earth  at  his  command, 
He  waits  to  answer  pray'r. 

When  frowns  appear  to  veil  his  face, 
And  clouds  surround  his  throne, 

He  hides  the  purpose  of  his  grace, 
To  make  it  better  known. 

And,  if  our  dearest  comforts  fall 

Before  his  sov'reign  will, 
He  never  takes  away  our  all ; 

Himself  he  gives  us  still. 

Our  sorrows  in  the  scales  he  weighs, 
And  measures  out  our  pains  ; 

The  wildest  storm  his  word  obeys  ; 
His  word  its  rage  restrains. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  165 

SOXG  45.       C.  M. 

It  is  the  Lord,  enthron'd  in  light 

Whose  claims  are  all  divine, 
Who  has  an  undisputed  right 

To  govern  me  and  mine. 

It  is  the  Lord  who  gives  me  all 
My  wealth,  my  friends,  my  ease ; 

And  of  his  bounties  may  recall 
Whatever  part  he  please. 

It  is  the  Lord,  my  faithful  God, — 
Thrice  blessed  be  his  name, — 

Whose  gracious  promise,  seal'd  with  blood, 
Must  ever  be  the  same. 

And  can  my  soul,  with  hopes  like  these, 

Be  faithless,  or  repine  ? 
Xo,  gracious  God ;  take  what  thou  please, 

To  thee  I  all  resign. 


afflictions* 

SOXG  46.       C.  M. 

Consider  all  my  sorrows,  Lord, 
And  thy  deliverance  send  ; 

My  soul  for  thy  salvation  faints ; 
When  will  my  troubles  end  ? 


166  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Yet  I  have  found  'tis  good  for  me 

To  bear  my  Father's  rod ; 
Affliction  made  me  learn  thy  law, 

And  live  upon  my  God. 

Had  not  thy  word  been  my  delight 
When  earthly  joys  were  fled, 

My  soul,  oppressed  with  sorrow's  weight, 
Had  sunk  among  the  dead. 

Before  I  knew  thy  chast'ning  rod, 

My  feet  were  apt  to  stray ; 
But  now  I  learn  to  keep  thy  word, 

Nor  wander  from  thy  way. 

SONG  47.       C.  M. 

My  times  of  sorrow  and  of  joy, 

Great  God,  are  in  thy  hand  ; 
My  choicest  comforts  come  from  thee, 

And  go  at  thy  command. 

If  thou  shouldst  take  them  all  away, 

Yet  would  I  not  repine  ; 
Before  they  were  possess'd  by  me, 

They  were  entirely  thine. 

Nor  would  I  drop  a  murmuring  word, 
Though  all  the  world  were  gone, 

But  seek  enduring  happiness 
In  thee,  and  thee  alone. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  167 

SONG  48.       S.  Iff. 

How  tender  is  thy  hand, 

0  thou  most  gracious  Lord ! 
Afflictions  come  at  thy  command, 

And  leave  us  at  thy  word. 
How  gentle  was  the  rod 

That  chastened  us  for  sin ! 
How  soon  we  found  a  smiling  God 

Where  deep  distress  had  been  I 
A  Father's  hand  we  felt, 

A  Father's  heart  we  knew ;  .    * 

Mid  tears  of  penitence  we  knelt, 

And  found  his  word  was  true. 
Now  we  will  bless  the  Lord, 

And  in  his  strength  confide ; 
For  ever  be  his  name  adorM, 

For  there  is  none  beside. 

'  SOXG  49.       C.  M. 

How  happy  they  who  know  the  Lord, — 

With  whom  he  deigns  to  dwell ! 
He  cheers  and  guides  them  by  his  word ; 

His  arm  supports  them  well. 
His  presence  sweetens  all  their  cares, 

And  makes  their  burdens  light ; 
A  word  from  him  dispels  their  fears, 

And  gilds  the  gloom  of  night. 


168  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

SONG  50.       C.  M. 

TnE  Lord  of  glory  is  my  light, 

And  my  salvation  too  ; 
God  is  my  strength,  nor  will  I  fear 

What  all  my  foes  can  do. 
One  blessing,  Lord,  my  heart  desires ; 

0,  grant  me  mine  abode 
Among  the  churches  of  thy  saints, 

The  temples  of  my  God. 
There  shall  I  offer  my  requests, 

<4nd  see  thy  glory  still ; 
Shall  hear  thy  messages  of  love, 

And  learn  thy  holy  will. 
When  troubles  rise,  and  storms  appear, 

There  may  his  children  hide ; 
God  has  a  strong  pavilion,  where 

He  makes  my  soul  abide. 
Now  shall  my  head  be  lifted  high 

Above  my  foes  around, 
And  songs  of  joy  and  victory 

Within  thy  temple  sound. 

SONG  51.       C.  M. 

With  earnest  longings  of  the  mind, 

My  God,  to  thee  I  look ; 
So  pants  the  hunted  hart  to  find 

And  taste  the  cooling  brook. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  169 

When  shall  I  see  thy  courts  of  grace, 

And  meet  my  God  again  ? 
So  long  an  absence  from  thy  face 

My  heart  endures  with  pain. 

;Tis  with  a  mournful  pleasure  now 

I  think  on  ancient  days  ;. 
Then  to  thy  house  did  numbers  go, 

And  all  our  work  was  praise. 

But  why,  my  soul,  sunk  down  so  far, 

Beneath  this  heavy  load  ? 
Why  do  my  thoughts  indulge  despair, 

And  sin  against  my  God  ? 

Hope  in  the  Lord,  whose  mighty  hand 

Can  all  thy  woes  remove  ; 
For  I  shall  yet  before  him  stand, 

And  sing  restoring  love. 

SONG  52.       S.  M. 

When,  overwhelm^  with  grief, 

My  heart  within  me  dies, 
Helpless,  and  far  from  all  relief, 

To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

0,  lead  me  to  the  Rock 

That's  high  above  my  head, 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 

My  shelter  and  my  shade. 


170  SPIRITUAL    Sv H 

Within  Lord, 

For  ovtr  I'll  abide  ; 
Thou  i  my  defence, 

The  .refuge  where  1  I 


SONG  53.      c. 

Wbms  languor  and  ,:.  vie 

This  trembling  ham 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  my  pains 

And  lorr  \y : 

r  to  look  inward,  and  attend 
The  f  :'  his  love  : 

is  to  the  pi 
Whore  Jesus  pleads  above. 

Sweet  to  look  back,  and  see  my  • 
In  life's  fair  book  set  down  ; 
*  to  look  forward,  and  be:. 
Eternal  -vn. 

S 

q  my  chan .     - 
Angels  shall  hover  round  my  k 
at : 

S 

n  never  end  ; 
Sweet 

For  all  tl. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  171 

If  such  the  sweetness  of  the  streams, 

What  must  the  fountain  be, 
"Where  saints  and  angels  draw  their  bliss 

Immediately  from  Thee ! 
0  may  the  unction  of  these  truths 

For  ever  with  me  stay  ; 
Till,  from  her  sin-worn  cage  dismiss'd, 

My  spirit  flies  away. 

SONG  54.       C.  M. 

In  ev'ry  trouble  sharp  and  strong, 

My  soul  to  Jesus  flies ; 
My  anchor-hold  is  firm  in  him, 

When  swelling  billows  rise. 

His  comforts  bear  my  spirits  up, 

I  trust  a  faithful  God, 
The  sure  foundation  of  my  hope 

Is  in  a  Saviour's  blood. 
Loud  hallelujahs  sing,  my  soul, 

To  thy  Redeemer's  name ; 
In  joy  and  sorrow,  life  and  death, 

His  love  is  still  the  same. 

SONG  55.      11V. 

How  firm  a  foundation,  you  saints  of  the  Loid, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word ! 
"What  more  can  he  say  than  to  you  he  has  said, 
You  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled  ? 


172  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

In  ev'ry  condition,  in  sickness,  in  health, 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth ; 
At  home,  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  sea, 
As  your  days  may  demand,  so  your  succor  shall  be. 

Fear  not — I  am  with  you ;  0  be  not  dismay'd  ! 
I,  I  am  your  God,  and  will  still  give  you  aid ; 
I'll  strengthen  you,  help  you,  and  cause  you  to 

stand, 
Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

When  through  the  deep  waters  I  cause  you  to  go, 
The  rivers  of  sorrow  shall  not  you  o'erflow ; 
For  I  will  be  with  you  your  troubles  to  bless, 
And  sanctify  to  you  your  deepest  distress. 

When  through  fiery  trials  your  pathway  shall  lie, 
My  grace,  all-sufficient,  shall  be  your  supply: 
The  flame  shall  not  hurt  you;  I  only  design 
Your  dross  to  consume,  and  your  gold  to  refine. 

E'en  down  to  old  age  all  my  people  shall  prove 
My  sov'reign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love; 
And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn, 
Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be  borne. 

The  soul  that  on  Jesus  has  lean'd  for  repose, 
I  will  not,  I  cannot  desert  to  his  foes ; 
That  soul,  tho*  all  hell  should  endeavor  to  shake, 
I'll  never — no,  never — no,  never  forsake  ! 

SONG  56.      L.  M. 

From  ev'ry  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  ev'ry  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat — 
7Tis  found  beneath  the  Mercy  Seat. 


SPIRITUAL   BONOS.  173 

There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads, 
A  place  than  all  besides  more  sweet — 
It  is  the  blood-bought  Mercy  Seat. 

There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend; 
Though  sunderM  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  Mercy  Seat. 

Ah !  whither  could  we  flee  for  aid, 
"When  tempted,  desolate,  dismayed; 
Or  how  the  host  of  hell  defeat, 
Had  suffering  souls  no  Mercy  Seat  ? 

There !  there  on  eagle  wing3  we  soar, 
And  sin  and  sense  seem  all  no  more, 
And  heav'n  comes  down  our  soul  to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  Mercy  Seat  1 

0  let  my  hand  forget  her  skill, 
My  tongue  be  silent,  cold,  and  still, 
This  bounding  heart  forget  to  beat, 
If  I  forget  the  Mercy  Seat. 


SOXG  57.      C.  M. 

Teach  us,  in  time  of  deep  distress, 
To  own  thy  hand,  0  God, 

And  in  submissive  silence  learn 
The  lessons  of  thy  rod. 


174  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

In  ev'ry  changing  scene  of  life, 
Whate'er  that  scene  may  be, 

Give  us  a  meek  and  humble  mind, 
A  mind  at  peace  with  thee. 

Do  thou  direct  our  steps  aright ; 

Help  us  thy  name  to  fear ; 
And  give  us  grace  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  strength  to  persevere. 

Then  may  we  close  our  eyes  in  death, 

"Without  a  fear  or  care  ; 
For  death  is  life,  and  labor  rest, 

If  thou  art  with  us  there. 


SOXG  58.       C.  M. 

Father,  I  know  thy  ways  are  just, 

Although  to  me  unknown  ; 
0,  grant  me  grace  thy  love  to  trust, 

And  cry,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

If  thou  shouldst  hedge  with  thorns  my  path, 
Should  wealth  and  friends  be  gone, 

Still,  with  a  firm  and  lively  faith, 
Til  cry,  "Thy  will  be  done." 

Although  thy  steps  I  cannot  trace, 
Thy  sov'reign  right  I'll  own ; 

And,  as  instructed  by  thy  grace, 
Tilery,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  175 

SOXG  59.       C.  M. 

Father,  whatever  of  earthly  bliss 

Thy  sov'reign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace 

Let  this  petition  rise. 
Give  me  a  kind  and  thankful  heart, 

From  ev'ry  murmur  free ; 
The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 

And  make  me  live  to  thee. 
Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine, 

My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine, 

And  crown  my  journey's  end. 

SOXG  60.       C.  M. 

Lord,  what  a  wretched  land  is  this 

That  yields  us  no  supply — 
Xo  cheering  fruits,  no  wholesome  trees, 

No  streams  of  living  joy ! 
Our  journey  is  a  thorny  maze  ; 

But  we  march  upward  still, 
Forget  these  troubles  of  the  ways, 

And  press  to  Zion's  hill. 
There,  on  a  green  and  flow'ry  mount, 

Our  weary  souls  shall  sit, 
And  with  transporting  joy  recount 

The  labors  of  our  feet. 


176  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Eternal  glory  to  the  King 

Whose  hand  conducts  us  through  ; 
Our  tongues  shall  never  cease  to  sing, 

And  endless  praise  renew. 

SONG  61.       L.  M. 

My  spirit  looks  to  God  alone ; 
My  rock  and  refuge  is  his  throne ; 
In  all  my  fears,  in  all  my  straits, 
My  soul  for  his  salvation  waits. 
Trust  him,  ye  saints,  in  all  your  ways ; 
Pour  out  your  hearts  before  his  face ; 
When  helpers  fail  and  foes  invade, 
God  is  our  all-sufficient  aid. 


SONG  62.       L.  M. 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 

Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy  ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, 

He  can  create  and  he  destroy. 
His  sov'reign  pow'r,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  as  men ; 
And  when  like  wandering  sheep  we  stray'd. 

He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  177 

We  are  his  people — we  hi3  care — 
Our  souls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame : 

What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 

"We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs. 
High  as  the  heav'ns  our^  voices  raise  ; 

And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise 

"Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command ! 

Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ! 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  shall  stand, 

When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move ! 


SONG  63.       L.  M. 

With  one  consent  let  all  the  earth 
To  God  their  cheerful  voices  raise ; 

Glad  homage  pay,  with  awful  mirth, 
And  sing  before  him  songs  of  praise : 

Convinced  that  he  is  God  alone, 
From  whom  both  we  and  all  proceed ; 

We,  whom  he  chooses  for  his  own, 
The  flock  that  he  vouchsafes  to  feed. 

0 !  enter,  then,  his  temple  gate, 

Thence  to  his  courts  devoutly  press ; 

And  still  your  grateful  hymns  repeat, 
And  still  his  name  with  praises  blesa. 
12 


178  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

For  he's  the  Lord,  supremely  good, 
His  mercy  is  for  ever  sure  ; 

His  truth,  which  always  firmly  stood, 
To  endless  ages  shall  endure. 


SONG  64.       C.  M. 

To  Christ,  the  Lord,  let  ev'ry  tongue 

Its  noblest  tribute  bring ; 
"When  he's  the  subject  of  the  song, 

Who  can  refuse  to  sing  ? 

Survey  the  beauties  of  his  face, 

And  on  his  glories  dwell ; 
Think  of  the  wonders  of  his  grace, 

And  all  his  triumphs  tell. 

Majestic  sweetness  sits  enthron'd 

Upon  his  awful  brow ; 
His  head  with  radiant  glories  crown'd, 

His  lips  with  grace  overflow. 

No  mortal  can  with  him  compare 

Among  the  sons  of  men  ; 
Fairer  is  he  than  all  the  fair 

That  fill  the  heav'nly  train. 

He  saw  me  plunged  in  deep  distress, 

He  flew  to  my  relief; 
For  me  he  bore  the  shameful  cross, 

And  carried  all  my  grief. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  179 

To  heav'n,  the  place  of  his  abode, 

He  brings  my  weary  feet ; 
Shows  me  the  glories  of  my  God, 

And  makes  my  joys  complete. 

Since  from  his  bounty  I  receive 

Such  proofs  of  love  divine, 
Had  I  a  thousand  hearts  to  give, 

Lord,  they  should  all  be  thine ! 

SONG  65.       7's. 

Safely  through  another  week 
God  has  brought  us  on  our  way ; 

Let  us  each  a  blessing  seek, 
Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day : 

Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 

Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace 

Through  the  blest  Redeemer's  name, 

Show  thy  reconciling  face, 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame: 

From  our  worldly  care  set  free, 

May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee. 

Here  we  come  thy  name  to  praise, 
Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near; 

May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 
While  we  in  thy  house  appear ; 

Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 

Of  our  everlasting  rest. 


180  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

May  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 
Conquer  sinners — comfort  saints; 

Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound, 
Bring  relief  to  all  complaints : 

Thus  let  all  our  worship  prove, 

Till  we  join  thy  courts  above. 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high — 

God,  whose  glory  fills  the  sky ; 

Glory  to  the  Lamb  be  giv'n — 
Glory  in  the  highest  heav'n : 

Wisdom,  riches,  praise,  and  pow'r, 

Be  to  God  for  evermore. 


SONG  66.        8's,  7's,  and  4's 

In  thy  name,  0  Lord,  assembling, 
We,  thy  people,  now  draw  near ; 

Teach  us  to  rejoice  with  trembling ; 
0  that  we  this  day  may  hear — 

Hear  with  meekness — 
Hear  thy  word  with  godly  fear. 

While  our  days  on  earth  are  lengthened, 
May  we  give  them,  Lord,  to  thee ! 

Cheer'd  by  hope,  and  daily  strengthen'd, 
We  would  run,  nor  weary  be, 

Till  thy  glory 
Without  clouds,  in  heav'n  we  see. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  181 

There,  in  -worship,  purer,  sweeter, 

All  thy  people  shall  adore  ; 
Tasting  of  enjoyment  greater 

Than  they  could  conceive  before ; 
Full  enjoyment — 

Holy  bliss  for  evermore. 

SOXG  67.      S.  M. 

Hungry,  and  faint,  and  poor, 

Behold  us,  Lord,  again 
Assembled  at  thy  mercy's  door, 

Thy  bounty  to  obtain. 

Thy  word  invites  us  nigh, 

Or  we  would  starve  indeed  ; 
For  we  no  money  have  to  buy, 

Nor  righteousness  to  plead. 

The  food  our  spirits  want, 

Thy  hand  alone  can  give ; 
0  !  hear  the  pray'r  of  faith,  and  grant 

That  we  may  eat  and  live  ! 

SOXG  68.       S.  M. 

How  charming  is  the  place 

Where  my  Redeemer,  God, 
Unveils  the  beauties  of  his  face, 

And  sheds  his  love  abroad  ! 


182  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Not  the  fair  palaces, 

To  which  the  great  resort, 

Are  once  to  be  compared  with  this, 
Where  Jesus  holds  his  court. 

Here,  on  the  Mercy  Seat, 
With  radiant  glory  crown'd, 

Our  joyful  eyes  behold  him  sit, 
And  smile  on  all  around. 

To  him  their  pray'rs  and  cries 
Each  humBle  soul  presents  ; 

He  listens  to  their  broken  sighs, 
And  grants  them  all  their  wants. 

Give  me,  0  Lord,  a  place, 

Within  thy  blest  abode, 
Among  the  children  of  thy  grace, 

The  servants  of  my  God. 


SONG  69.       C.  M. 

Lord,  when  together  here  we  meet, 
And  taste  thy  heav'nly  grace, 

Thy  smiles  are  so  divinely  sweet, 
We're  loath  to  leave  the  place. 

Yet,  Father,  since  it  is  thy  will 
That  we  must  part  again, 

0  let  thy  gracious  presence  still 
With  ev'ry  one  remain  1 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  183 

Thus  let  all  in  Christ  be  one, 
Bound  with  the  cords  of  love, 

Till  we,  around  thy  glorious  throne, 
Shall  joyous  meet  above: 

Where  sin  and  sorrow  from  each  heart 

Shall  then  for  ever  fly, 
And  not  one  thought  that  we  shall  part 

Once  intercept  our  joy. 


SONG  70.       S.  M. 

I  love  thy  kingdom,  Lord, 

The  house  of  thine  abode, 
The  church  our  blest  Redeemer  sav'd 

With  his  own  precious  blood. 

Beyond  my  highest  joy 
I  prize  her  heav'nly  ways, 

Her  sweet  communion,  solemn  vows, 
Her  hymns  of  love  and  praise. 

Jesus,  thou  friend  divine, 
Our  Saviour  and  our  King, 

Thy  hand  from  ev'ry  snare  and  foe 
Shall  great  deliverance  bring. 

Sure  as  thy  truth  shall  last, 

To  Zion  shall  be  giv'n 
The  brightest  glories  earth  can  yield, 

&nd  brighter  bliss  of  heav'n. 


184  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

SONG  71.       C  M. 

Thou  art  our  Shepherd,  glorious  God ! 

Thy  little  flock  behold, 
And  guide  us  by  thy  staff  and  rod, 

The  children  of  thy  fold. 
We  praise  thy  name  that  we  were  brought 

To  this  delightful  place, 
Where  we  are  watch'd,  and  warn'd,  and 

The  children  of  thy  grace.         [taught, 
May  all  our  friends,  thy  servants  here, 

Meet  with  us  all  above, 
And  we  and  they  in  heav'n  appear, 

The  children  of  thy  love. 

SONG  72.       L.  M. 

Happy  the  saints  whose  lot  is  cast 

Where  oft  is  heard  the  gospel  sound ; 
The  word  is  pleasing  to  their  taste, 

A  healing  balm  for  ev'ry  wound. 
With  joy  they  hasten  to  the  place, 

Where  they  their  Saviour  oft  have  met ; 
And  while  they  feast  upon  his  grace, 

Their  burdens  and  their  griefs  forget. 
This  favor' d  lot,  my  friends,  is  ours ; 

May  we  the  privilege  improve, 
And  find  these  consecrated  hours 

Sweet  earnests  of  the  joys  above. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  185 

SONG  73.       L.  M. 

Come,  Christian  brethren,  ere  we  part, 
Join  ev'ry  voice  and  ev'ry  heart ; 
One  solemn  hymn  to  God  we  raise, 
One  final  song  of  grateful  praise. 

Christians,  we  here  may  meet  no  more; 
But  there  is  yet  a  happier  shore  ; 
And  there,  released  from  toil  and  pain, 
Dear  brethren,  we  shall  meet  again. 

SONG  74.       L.  M. 

Lord,  now  we  part  in  thy  blest  name, 
In  which  we  here  together  came ; 
Grant  us  our  few  remaining  days, 
To  work  thy  will  and  spread  thy  praise. 

Teach  us,  in  life  and  death,  to  bless 
Thee,Lord,our  strength  and  righteousness; 
And  grant  us  all  to  meet  above, 
Where  we  shall  better  sing  thy  love ! 

SONG  75.       S.  M. 

How  honor' d  is  the  place, 

Where  we  adoring  stand, 
Zion,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 

And  beauty  of  the  land. 


186  itual  MM 

Bulwarks  of  grace  defend 

The  city  where  we  dwell ; 
While  walls  of  strong  salvation  made, 

Defy  th'  assaults  of  hell. 

Lift  up  th'  eternal  gates, 

The  doors  wide  open  fling 
Enter,  ye  nations,  that  obey 

The  statutes  of  your  King. 

Here  taste  unmingled  joys, 

And  live  in  perfect  peace ; 
You  that  have  known  Jehovah's  name, 

And  ventured  on  his  grace. 

Trust  in  the  Lord,  ye  saints, 

And  banish  all  your  few 
Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  d 

Eternal  as  his  years. 


SONG  76.       S.  M. 

Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 
And  let  our  joys  be  known  : 

Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

The  sorrows  of  the  mind 
Be  banish' d  from  this  pi  i 

Religion  never  was  design7  d 
To  make  our  pleasures  less. 


1  •<? 

Bui  ang 

May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 

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That  ri  J  sky, 

And  manages  the  tea 

This  mighty  God  is  N 
Oni  <e; 

ad  down  his  heav'nly  po" 
irry  us  above. 

There  shall  we  see  his  face, 

r  of  his  grace, 

Yes,  and  before  we  i  i 
To  that  immarl 

Shall  constant  jo j 

The  men  tire  found 

v  begun  below ; 
Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 
From  hope  and  faith  may  grow. 

D  yields 

.  the  heay'nly  fields, 
n  streets. 


188  SPIRITUAL   SONGS 

Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry ; 
We're  marching  o'er  this  hallow' d  ground 

To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 


SONG  77.       C.  M. 

Ye  that  obey  th'  immortal  King, 

Attend  his  holy  place  ; 
Bow  to  the  glories  of  his  name, 

And  sing  his  wondrous  grace. 

Lift  up  your  hands  by  morning  light, 
And  raise  your  thanks  on  high ; 

Send  your  admiring  thoughts  by  night 
Above  the  starry  sky. 

The  God  of  Zion  cheer  your  hearts 
With  rays  of  quickening  grace : 

"lis  he  that  spreads  the  heav'ns  abroad, 
Whose  presence  fills  the  place. 


SOXG  78.       C.  M. 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 
My  voice  ascending  high ; 

To  thee  will  I  direct  my  pray'r, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye : 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  189 

Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone 

To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 
Presenting  at  his  Father's  throne 

Our  songs  and  our  complaints. 

Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand  ; 
Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court, 

And  worship  in  thy  fear. 


SOXG  79.       C.  xAI. 

What  shall  I  render  to  my  God 
For  all  his  kindness  shown  ? 

My  feet  shall  visit  thine  abode, 
My  songs  address  thy  throne. 

Among  the  saints  who  fill  thy  house, 

My  off'ring  shall  be  paid ; 
There  shall  my  zeal  perform  the  vows 

My  soul,  in  anguish,  made. 

How  happy  all  thy  servants  are ! 

How  great  thy  grace  to  me  ! 
My  life,  which  thou  hast  made  thy  care, 

Lord,  I  devote  to  thee. 


190  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Now  I  am  thine, — for  ever  thine, — 
Nor  shall  my  purpose  move ; 

Thy  hand  hath  loosed  my  bonds  of  pain, 
And  bound  me  with  thy  love. 

Here,  in  thy  courts,  I  leave  my  vow, 

And  thy  rich  grace  record ; 
Witness,  ye  saints,  who  hear  me  now, 

If  I  forsake  the  Lord. 


SONG  80.       H.  M. 

To  spend  one  sacred  day 

Where  God  and  saints  abide 
Affords  diviner  joy 

Than  thousand  days  beside : 
Where  God  resorts, 
I  love  it  more 
To  keep  the  door 
Than  shine  in  courts. 

God  is  our  sun  and  shield, 

Our  light  and  our  defence ; 
With  gifts  his  hands  are  filPd ; 
We  draw  our  blessings  thence : 
He  will  bestow 
On  Israel's  race 
Peculiar  grace, 
And  glory  too. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  191 

The  Lord  his  people  loves ; 

His  hand  no  good  withholds 
From  those  his  heart  approves, — 
From  pure  and  upright  souls : 
Thrice  happy  he, 
0  God  of  hosts, 
Whose  spirit  trusts 
Alone  in  thee. 


SONG  81.       C.  M. 

Behold  the  sure  foundation-stone, 

Which  God  in  Zion  lays, 
To  build  our  heavenly  hopes  upon, 

And  his  eternal  praise  ! 

Chosen  of  God,  to  sinners  dear, 

And  saints  adore  the  name ; 
They  trust  their  whole  salvation  here, 

Xor  shall  they  suffer  shame. 

The  foolish  builders,  scribe,  and  priest, 

Reject  it  with  disdain; 
Yet  on  this  rock  the  church  shall  rest, 

And  envy  rage  in  vain. 

What  though  the  gates  of  hell  withstood, 

Yet  must  this  building  rise : 
'Tis  thy  own  work,  Almighty  God, 

And  wondrous  in  our  eyes. 


192  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 


SONG  82.       S.  M. 

See  what  a  living  stone 

The  builders  did  refuse  ; 
Yet  God  hath  built  his  church  thereon, 

In  spite  of  envious  Jews. 

The  scribe,  and  angry  priest, 

Reject  God's  only  Son, 
Yet  on  this  rock  shall  Zion  rest, 

As  the  chief  corner-stone. 

The  work,  0  Lord,  is  thine, 

And  wondrous  in  our  eyes  ; 
This  day  declares  it  all  divine  ; 

This  day  did  Jesus  rise. 

This  is  the  glorious  day, 

That  our  Redeemer  made  ; 
Let  us  rejoice  and  sing  and  pray, 

Let  all  the  church  be  glad. 

Hosanna  to  the  King, 

Of  David's  royal  blood ; 
Bless  him,  you  saints,  he  comes  to  bring 

Salvation  from  your  God. 

We  bless  thy  Holy  Word, 
Which  all  this  grace  displays, 

And  offer  on  thine  altar,  Lord, 
Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  193 


SOXG  83.       C.  M. 

Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 
The  tempest,  fire,  and  smoke, 

Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke ; 

But  we  are  come  to  Zion  hill, 

The  city  of  our  God, 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 

And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

Behold  th'  innumerable  host 
Of  angels  cloth'd  in  light ! 

Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just, 
Where  faith  is  turn'd  to  sight ! 

Behold  the  blest  assembly  there, 
Whose  names  are  writ  in  heav'n ! 

And  God,  the  Judge  of  all,  declares 
Their  vilest  sins  forgiv'n ! 

Saints  here,  and  those  in  Jesus  dead, 
But  one  communion  make  ; 

All  join  in  Christ,  their  living  head, 
And  of  his  grace  partake. 

In  such  society  as  this 

My  weary  soul  would  rest : 

The  man  that  dwells  where  Jesus  is 
Must  be  for  ever  bless'd. 
13 


19-1  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Increase  of  t^e  (EfjurcJ). 
song  84.     c.  M. 

Happy  the  souls  to  Jesus  join'd, 

And  sav'd  by  grace  alone : 
Walking  in  all  his  ways,  they  find 

Their  heav'n  on  earth  begun. 

The  church  triumphant  in  thy  love, 
Their  mighty  joys  we  know: 

They  sing  the  Lamb  in  hymns  above, 
And  we  in  hymns  below. 

Thee  in  thy  glorious  realm  they  praise, 
And  bow  before  thy  throne ; 

We  in  the  kingdom  of  thy  grace : 
The  kingdoms  are  but  one. 

The  holy  to  the  holiest  leads ; 

From  thence  our  spirits  rise ; 
And  he  that  in  thy  statutes  treads 

Shall  meet  thee  in  the  skies. 

SONG  85.       8's  and  7's. 

O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness, 
Look,  my  soul,  be  still  and  gaze : 

All  the  promises  do  travail 
With  a  glorious  day  of  grace : 

Blessed  jub'lee, 
Let  thy  glorious  morning  dawn. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  195 

Let  the  Indian,  let  the  Negro, 

Let  the  rude  Barbarian  see, 
That  divine  and  glorious  conquest 

Once  obtain;d  on  Calvary : 
Let  the  gospel 

Loud  resound  from  pole  to  pole. 

Kingdoms  wide  that  sit  in  darkness, 
Grant  them,  Lord,  the  glorious  light; 

And  from  eastern  coast  to  western, 
May  the  morning  chase  the  night ! 

And  redemption, 
Freely  purchas'd,  win  the  day. 

Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  gospel ! 

Win  and  conquer !  never  cease  ! 
May  thy  lasting  wide  dominion 

Multiply  and  still  increase  ! 
Sway  thy  sceptre, 

Saviour,  all  the  world  around ! 

SONG  86.        8's  and  7's. 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God ! 
He,  whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 

Form'd  thee  for  his  own  abode : 
On  the  Rock  of  Ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose  ? 
With  salvation's  wall  surrounded, 

Thou  mayst  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 


196  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

See  the  streams  of  living  waters, 

Springing  from  Eternal  Love, 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 

And  all  fear  of  drought  remove : 
Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  their  thirst  t'  assuage  ! 
Grace,  which  like  the  Lord  the  giver, 

Never  fails  from  age  to  age. 

Round  each  habitation  hov'ring, 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear, 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 

Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near : 
Thus  deriving  from  their  banner 

Light  by  night,  and  shade  by  day, 
Safe  they  feed  upon  the  manna 

Which  he  gives  them  when  they  pray. 

Blest  inhabitants  of  Zion, 

Wash'd  in  the  Redeemer's  blood ! 
Jesus,  whom  their  souls  rely  on, 

Makes  them  kings  and  priests  to  God : 
'Tis  his  love  his  people  raises 

Wrth  himself  to  reign  as  kings  ; 
And,  as  priests,  his  solemn  praises 

Each  for  a  thank-off'ring  brings. 

Saviour,  since  of  Zion's  city 
I  through  grace  a  member  am, 

Let  the  world  deride  or  pity, 
I  will  glory  in  thy  name ; 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  197 

Fading  is  the  worldling's  treasure, 
All  his  boasted  pomp  and  show ! 

Solid  joys  and  lasting  pleasure 
None  but  Zion's  children  know. 

SOXG  87.       C.  M. 

Behold  the  mountain  of  the  Lord 

In  latter  days  shall  rise, 
On  mountain  tops  above  the  hills, 
'And  draw  the  wond'ring  eyes. 

To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 
All  tribes  and  tongues  shall  flow ; 

Up  to  the  hill  of  God,  they'll  say, 
And  to  his  house  we'll  go ! 

The  beam  that  shines  from  Zion  hill 

Illume  shall  ev'ry  land  ! 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Salem's  tow'rs 

Shall  all  the  world  command. 

Among  the  nations  he  shall  judge, 
His  judgments  truth  shall  guide; 

His  sceptre  shall  protect  the  just, 
And  quell  the  sinner's  pride. 

No  strife  shall  rage,  nor  hostile  feuds 
Disturb  those  peaceful  years  ; 

To  ploughshares   men   shall   beat  their 
swords, 
To  pruning-hooks  their  spears. 


198  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

No  longer  host  encountering  host, 
Shall  crowds  of  slain  deplore  ; 

They'll  hang  the  trumpet  in  the  hall, 
And  study  war  no  more. 

Come,  then,  0  house  of  Jacob  !  come 

To  worship  at  his  shrine ; 
And  walking  in  the  light  of  God, 

With  holy  beauties  shine. 


SONG  88.       C.  M. 

That  glorious  day  is  drawing  nigh, 
When  Zion's  light  shall  come  ; 

She  shall  arise  and  shine  on  high, 
Bright  as  the  morning  sun. 

The  north  and  south  their  sons  resign, 
And  earth's  foundations  bend  ; 

A  bride  adorn'd,  Jerusalem 
All  glorious  shall  descend. 

The  King  who  wears  the  splendid  crown, 

The  azure  flaming  bow, 
The  holy  city  shall  bring  down 

To  bless  his  church  below. 

When  Zion's  bleeding,  conq'ring  King 

Shall  sin  and  death  destroy, 
The  morning  stars  shall  join  to  sing, 

And  Zion  shout  for  joy. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  199 

The  holy,  bright,  angelic  band, 

Who  sing  on  harps  of  gold, 
In  glorious  order  then  shall  stand 

Fair  Salem  to  behold. 
Descending  with  sweet  melting  strains, 

Jehovah  they  adore ; 
Such  shouts  thro'  earth's  extended  plains 

Were  never  heard  before. 
Let  Satan  rage  and  boast  no  more, 

Xor  think  his  reign  is  long ; 
Though  saints  are  feeble,  frail,  and  poor, 

Their  great  Redeemer's  strong. 
He  is  their  shield  and  hiding-place, 

A  covert  from  the  storm  ; 
A  fountain  in  the  wilderness, 

And  their  eternal  home. 
The   crystal    stream   comes   down   from 
heav'n, 

It  issues  from  the  throne ; 
The  floods  of  strife  away  are  driv'n, 

The  church  becomes  but  one : 
That  peaceful  union  we  shall  know, 

And  live  upon  his  love, 
And  sing  and  shout  his  name  below, 

As  angels  do  above. 
A  thousand  years  shall  roll  around, 

The  church  shall  be  complete ; 
Call'd  by  the  last  loud  trumpet's  sound, 

Their  Saviour's  face  to  meet : 


200  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

"With  joy  they  meet  him  in  the  sky, 
Whom  here  their  souls  ador'd ; 

And  live  in  worlds  of  bliss  on  high, 
For  ever  with  their  Lord. 

SONG  89.       ll's. 

The  Prince  of  salvation  is  coming — prepare 
A  way  in  the  desert  his  blessings  to  share ; 
He  comes  to  release  us  from  sins  and  from  woes, 
And  make  the  rude  wilderness  bloom  like  the  rose. 

His  reign  shall  extend  from  the  east  to  the  west, 
Compose  all  the  tumults  of  nature  to  rest ; 
The  day-spring  of  glory  illumine  the  skies, 
And  ages  on  ages  of  happiness  rise. 

The  brute-hearted  temper  of  man  shall  grow  tame, 
The  wolf  and  the  lion  lie  down  with  the  lamb ; 
The  bear  with  the  kine  shall  contentedly  feed, 
And  children  their  young  ones  in  harmony  lead. 

Xo  more  shall  the  sound  of  the  warwhoop  be  heard, 
The  ambush  and  slaughter  no  longer  be  fear'd ; 
The  tomahawk  buried  shall  rest  in  the  ground, 
And  peace  and  good-will  to  the  nations  abound. 

All  spirit  of  war  to  the  gospel  shall  bow, 
The  bow  lie  unstrung  at  the  foot  of  the  plough ; 
To  prune  theyoung  orchard  the  spear  shall  be  bent, 
And  love  greet  the  world  with  a  smile  of  content. 

Slight  tinctures  of  skin  shall  no  longer  engage 
The  fervor  of  jealousy,  murder,  and  rage  ; 
Eut  white  men  and  red  shall  in  friendship  be  join'd, 
Wide  spreading  benevolence  over  mankind- 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  201 

Hail!  scenes  of  felicity,  transport,  and  joy, 
When  hatred  and  passion  shall  cease  to  annoy ; 
Rich  blessings  of  grace  from  above  shall  be  giv'n, 
And  life  only  serve  as  a  passage  to  heav'n. 

Roll  forward,  blest  Saviour,  roll  forward  the  day, 
When  all  shall  submit,  and  rejoice  in  thy  sway; 
When  men  of  all  nations,  united  in  praise, 
One  vast  hallelujah  triumphant  shall  raise. 

SONG  90.       P.  Iff. 

Shout  the  glad  tidings  !  exidtingly  sing, 
Jerusalem  triumphs!     Messiah  is  King  I 
Zion,  the  marvellous  story  be  telling, 

The  Son  of  the  Highest  how  lowly  his  birth  ! 

The  brightest  of  angels  in  glory  excelling, 

He  stoops  to  redeem  thee — he  reigns  upon  earth. 

Shout  the  glad  tidings  !  exultingly  sing, 

Jerusalem  triumphs  !     Messiah  is  King  ! 

Tell  how  he  cometh  from  nation  to  nation, 
The  heart-cheering  news  let  the  earth  echo 
round, 
How  free  to  the  sinner  he  offers  salvation  ! 
How  hispeople  with  joy  everlastingarecrown'd. 
Shout  the  glad  tidings  !  exultingly  sing, 
Jerusalem  triumphs!     Messiah  is  King  ! 

Mortals,  your  homage  be  gratefully  bringing, 
And  sweet  let  the  gladsome  hosanna  arise; 
Yiti  angels,  the  full  hallelujah  be  singing — 
One  chorus  resound  through  the  earth  and 
the  skies ! 
Shout  the  glad  tidings  !  exultingly  sing, 
Jerusalem  triumphs!     Messiah  is  King  ! 


202  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 


SONG  91.        S's,  7's,  and  4's. 

Zion  stands  with  hills  surrounded — 

Zion  kept  by  pow'r  divine ; 
All  her  foes  shall  be  confounded, 

Though  the  world  in  arms  combine : 
Happy  Zion, 

What  a  favor' d  lot  is  thine ! 

Ev'ry  human  tie  may  perish  ; 

Friend  to  friend  unfaithful  prove ; 
Mothers  cease  their  own  to  cherish ; 

Ileav'n  and  earth  at  last  remove ; 
But  no  changes 

Can  attend  Jehovah's  love. 

In  the  furnace  God  may  prove  thee, 
Thence  to  bring  thee  forth  more  bright, 

But  can  never  cease  to  love  thee ; 
Thou  art  precious  in  his  sight : 

God  is  with  thee — 
God,  thine  everlasting  light. 


SONG  92.       C.  M. 

A  host  of  spirits  round  the  throne 
In  humble  posture  stand, 

On  ev'ry  head  a  starry  crown, 
A  palm  in  ev'ry  hand. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  203 

From  diff 'rent  regions  of  the  globe 

These  happy  spirits  came  ; 
In  Jesus'  blood  they  wash'd  their  robes 

And  triumph'd  in  his  name. 

One  glorious  body  now  they  make, — 
More  glorious  far  their  head  ; 

Their  souls  to  rapt'rous  joys  awake; 
Their  sorrows  all  are  fled. 

Without  a  jarring  note,  they  join 

In  ceaseless  songs  of  praise, 
And  to  the  sacred  Three  in  One 

Loud  hallelujahs  raise. 


SOXG  93.      S.  M. 

Great  is  the  Lord  our  God, 
And  let  his  praise  be  great ; 

He  makes  his  churches  his  abode, 
His  most  delightful  seat. 

In  Zion  God  is  known, 

A  refuge  in  distress  ; 
How  bright  has  his  salvation  shone, 

Through  all  her  palaces. 

When  kings  against  her  join'd, 
And  saw  the  Lord  was  there, 

In  wild  confusion  of  the  mind, 
They  fled  with  hasty  fear. 


204  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Oft  have  our  fathers  told, 

Our  eyes  have  often  seen, 
How  well  our  God  secures  the  fold 

Where  his  own  sheep  have  been. 

In  ev'ry  new  distress 

We'll  to  his  house  repair ; 
We'll  call  to  mind  his  wondrous  grace, 

And  seek  deliv'rance  there. 


Baptism* 
soxg  94.     s.  M. 

With  willing  hearts  we  tread 
The  path  the  Saviour  trod ; 

We  love  th'  example  of  our  Head, 
The  glorious  Lamb  of  God. 

On  thee,  on  thee  alone, 
Our  hope  and  faith  rely  ; 

0  thou  who  didst  for  sin  atone, 
Who  didst  for  sinners  die. 

We  trust  thy  sacrifice  ; 

To  thy  dear  cross  we  flee : 
0,  may  we  die  to  sin,  and  rise 

To  life  and  bliss  in  thee. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  205 

SONG  95.      L.  If. 

Come,  happy  souls,  adore  the  Lamb, 
Who  lov'd  our  race  e'er  time  began, 
Who  veil'd  his  Godhead  in  our  clay, 
And  in  an  humble  manger  lay. 
To  Jordan's  stream  the  Spirit  led, 
To  mark  the  path  his  saints  should  tread ; 
With  joy  they  trace  the  sacred  way, 
To  see  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 
Baptiz'd  by  John  in  Jordan's  wave, 
The  Saviour  left  his  wat'ry  grave  ; 
Heav'n  own'd  the  deed,  approved  the  way, 
And  bless'd  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 
Come,  all  who  love  his  precious  name ; 
Come  tread  his  steps,  and  learn  of  him ; 
Happy  beyond  expression  they 
Who  find  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

SONG  96.      C.  M. 

0  Lord,  and  will  thy  pard'ning  love 

Embrace  a  wretch  so  vile  ? 
Wilt  thou  my  load  of  guilt  remove, 

And  bless  me  with  thy  smile  ? 
Hast  thou  the  cross  for  me  endur'd, 

And  all  its  shame  despis'd  ? 
And  shall  I  be  asham'd,  0  Lord, 

With  thee  to  be  baptiz'd  ? 


206  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Didst  thou  the  great  example  lead, 
In  Jordan's  swelling  flood? 

And  shall  my  pride  disdain  the  deed, 
That's  worthy  of  my  God  ? 

0  Lord,  the  ardor  of  thy  love 
Reproves  my  cold  delays  ; 

And  now  my  willing  footsteps  move 
In  thy  delightful  ways. 

SONG  97.       II.  M. 

Reform,  and  be  immers'd, 

Says  our  redeeming  Lord ; 
You  all  are  now  assur'd 

That  'tis  your  Saviour's  word  ; 
Arise  !  arise  without  delay, 
And  his  divine  command  obey. 

You  sin-convicted  race, 

Now  fall  at  Jesus'  feet ; 
He'll  save  you  through  his  grace ; 
Come,  to  his  will  submit ; 
And  be  immers'd  without  delay — 
0  come,  and  wash  your  sins  away ! 

Come,  you  believing  train, 

No  more  this  truth  withstand ; 
No  longer  think  it  vain 
To  honor  God's  command ; 
But  haste,  arise,  without  delay, 
And  come  and  wash  your  sins  away. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Jesus  !  thou  Prince  of  Peace  ! 

To  thy  great  name  we  pray ; 
May  converts  to  thy  grace 
This  ordinance  obey  ; 
And  may  thy  love  their  souls  allure, 
Their  peace  £ud  pardon  to  secure  I 


SOXG  98.       L.  ML 

'Twas  the  commission  of  our  Lord, 
"  Go,  teach  the  nations,  and  baptize  f 

The  nations  have  received  the  word 
Since  he  ascended  to  the  skies. 

lie  sits  upon  th'  eternal  hills, 

"With  grace  and  pardon  in  his  hands; 

And  sends  his  cov'nant,  with  its  seals, 
To  bless  the  distant  pagan  lands. 

11  Reform  and  be  immers'd,"  he  saith, 
"For  the  remission  of  your  sins," 

And  thus  our  sense  assists  our  faith, 
And  shows  us  what  the  gospel  means. 

Our  souls  he  washes  in  his  blood, 
As  water  makes  the  body  clean  ; 

And  the  good  Spirit  from  our  God 
Descends  like  purifying  rain. 


208  SriRITUAL    SONGS. 

SONG  99.       L.  M. 

Descending  down  into  the  flood, 

We  his  great  sufFrings  there  behold, 
Who  in  deep  waters  for  us  sfcood, 

While  floods  of  wrath  upon  him  roll'd. 
And  when  beneath  the  waters  laid, 

Our  breath  suspended  in  their  womb, 
We  call  to  mind  how  Jesus  died, 

And  buried  lay  within  the  tomb. 
As  from  the  wat'ry  grave  we  rise, 

We  see  him  from  death's  prison  freed, 
Diseharg'd  from  sin,  crown'd  with  the  prize 

Of  endless  life  for  all  his  seed. 
This  sign  does  to  our  faith  declare 

Our  part  in  him  who  once  was  dead ; 
For  into  death  immers'd  we  are, 

And  with  him  buried  as  our  head. 
And  as  the  Father's  glorious  power 

Did  life  eternal  to  him  give, 
So  by  this  pledge  he  makes  us  sure 

That  as  he  lives  we'll  also  live. 

SONG  100.       C.  M. 

Proclaim,  says  Christ,  my  wondrous  grace 

To  all  the  sons  of  men ; 
He  that  believes  and  is  immers'd, 

Salvation  shall  obtain. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  209 

Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those, 

Who,  hoping  in  his  word, 
This  day  have  publicly  declared 

That  Jesus  is  their  Lord. 

"With  cheerful  'feet  may  they  advance, 

And  run  the  Christian  race ; 
And  through  the  troubles  of  the  way, 

Find  all-sufficient  grace. 

SONG  101.       L.  M. 

Come,  all  you  sons  of  God,  and  view 
Your  bleeding  Saviour's  love  to  you : 
Behold  him  sink  with  heavy  woes, 
And  give  his  life  to  save  his  foes. 

Here  in  the  pure  baptismal  wave, 
You  see  the  emblem  of  his  grave ; 
Come,  all  who  would  his  laws  obey, 
And  view  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

When  from  the  wat'ry  tomb  restored, 
Then  call  to  mind  your  rising  Lord ; 
Y'cu  saints,  lift  up  your  joyful  eyes ; 
Exulting  see  your  Saviour  rise. 

You,  too,  are  buried  with  your  Lord, 
Who  in  the  water  own  his  word, 
And  joyfully  receive  therein 
Remission  of  your  former  shx 
14 


210  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Ascending  from  the  stream,  behold 
An  emblem  of  his  life  restor'd ; 
Hence  live  to  him  who  died  for  you, 
And  all  his  just  commandments  do. 

SONG  102.       L.  M. 

Come,  you  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
Come  and  obey  the  sacred  word : 
He  died  and  rose  again  for  you — 
What  more  could  your  Redeemer  do  ? 
We  to  this  place  have  come  to  show 
What  we  to  boundless  mercy  owe : 
The  Saviour's  footsteps  to  explore, 
And  tread  the  path  he  trod  before. 
Almighty  Lord,  be  present  still, 
Thy  ancient  promise  to  fulfil, 
That  they  who  on  thy  name  believe 
May  peace  and  pardon  here  receive. 

SOXG  103.       L.  M. 

Do  we  not  know  that  solemn  word, 
That  we  are  buried  with  the  Lord? 
Baptiz'd  into  his  death,  and  then 
Put  off  the  body  of  our  sin  ? 
Our  souls  receive  diviner  breath, 
Raised  from  corruption,  guilt,  and  death ; 
So  from  the  grave  did  Christ  arise, 
And  live  to  God  above  the  skies. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  211 

No  more  let  sin  or  Satan  reign 
Within  our  mortal  flesh  again  ; 
The  various  lusts  we  served  before 
Shall  have  dominion  now  no  more. 


SONG   104.         S'sandT's. 

Humble  souls,  who  seek  salvation 

Through  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood, 

Hear  the  voice  of  revelation ; 
Tread  the  path  that  Jesus  trod. 

Hear  the  blest  Redeemer  call  you ; 

Listen  to  his  heav'nly  voice  ; 
Dread  no  ills  that  can  befall  you, 

While  you  make  his  ways  your  choice. 

Plainly  here  his  footsteps  tracing, 

Follow  him  without  delay, 
Gladly  his  command  embracing ; 

Lo  !  your  Captain  leads  the  way. 


SONG  105.       L.  Ms. 

\V  e  love  thy  name,  we  love  thy  laws, 
And  joyfully  embrace  thy  cause; 
We  love  thy  cross,  the  shame,  the  pain, 
0  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain. 


212  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

We  sink  beneath  thy  mystic  flood ; 
0,  bathe  us  in  thy  cleansing  blood ; 
We  die  to  sin,  and  seek  a  grave, 
With  thee,  beneath  the  yielding  wave. 

And  as  we  rise,  with  thee  to  live, 
0,  let  the  Holy  Spirit  give 
The  sealing  unction  from  above, 
The  breath  of  life,  the  fire  of  love. 


SONG  108.       S.  M. 

Here,  Saviour,  we  would  come, 
In  thine  appointed  way  ; 

Obedient  to  thy  high  commands, 
Our  solemn  vows  we  pay. 

0,  bless  this  sacred  rite, 
To  bring  us  near  to  thee  ; 

And  may  we  find  that  as  our  day 
Our  strength  shall  also  be. 


SONG  107.       C.  Iff. 

'Tis  God  the  Father  we  adore 

In  this  baptismal  sign  ; 
'Tis  he  whose  voice  on  Jordan's  shore 

Proclaimed  the  Son  divine. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  213 

The  Father  own'd  him ;  let  our  Lreath 

In  answering  praise  ascend, 
As  in  the  image  of  his  death 

We  own  our  heav'nly  Friend. 

We  seek  the  consecrated  grave 

Along  the  path  he  trod : 
Receive  us  in  the  hallow'd  wave, 

Thou  holy  Son  of  God. 

Let  earth  and  heav'n  our  zeal  record, 

And  future  witness  bear, 
That  we  to  Zion's  mighty  Lord 

Our  full  allegiance  swear. 

Owfchat  our  conscious  souls  may  own, 

With  joy's  serene  survey, 
Inscribed  upon  his  judgment  throne, 

The  transcript  of  this  day. 


SOXG   108.        8's  and  7's. 

Jesus,  mighty  King  in  Zion, 
Thou  alone  our  Guide  shalt  be : 

Thy  commission  we  rely  on ; 
We  would  follow  none  but  thee. 

As  an  emblem  of  thy  passion, 
And  tb.y  vict'ry  o'er  the  grave, 

We,  who  know  thy  great  salvation, 
Are  baptized  beneath  the  wave. 


214  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Fearless  of  the  world's  despising, 
We  the  ancient  path  pursue, 

Buried  with  our  Lord,  and  rising 
To  a  life  divinely  new. 

SONG  109.       C.  M. 

Baptiz'd  into  our  Saviour's  death, 

Our  souls  to  sin  must  die ; 
With  Christ  our  Lord  we  live  anew, 

With  Christ  ascend  on  high. 

There,  by  his  Father's  side  he  sits, 

Enthron'd  divinely  fair, 
Yet  owns  himself  our  Brother  still,         < 

And  our  Forerunner  there. 
Rise  from  these  earthly  trifles,  rise 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love  ; 
Above  our  choicest  treasure  lies, — 

And  be  our  hearts  above. 
But  earth  and  sin  will  draw  us  down, 

When  we  attempt  to  fly ; 
Lord  send  thy  strong,  attractive  pow'r 

To  fix  our  souls  on  high. 

SONG  110.       C.  M. 

0  Lord,  we  in  thy  footsteps  tread, 
With  joy  thy  cause  maintain; 

Like  Jesus  number'd  with  the  dead, 
Like  him  we  rise  and  reign. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  215 

Down  to  the  hallow' d  grave  we  go, 

Obedient  to  thy  word ; 
'Tis  thus  the  world  around  shall  know 

We're  buried  with  the  Lord. 
'Tis  thus  we  bid  its  pomps  adieu, 

And  boldly  venture  in : 
0  may  we  rise  to  live  anew, 

And  only  die  to  sin. 

SONG  111.       CM. 

Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those, 

Who,  hoping  in  thy  word, 
This  day  have  solemnly  declared 

That  Jesus  is  their  Lord. 
With  cheerful  feet  may  they  advance, 

And  run  the  Christian  race, 
And,  through  the  troubles  of  the  way 

Find  all-sufficient  grace. 
Lord,  plant  us  all  into  thy  death, 

That  we  thy  life  may  prove — 
Partakers  of  thy  cross  beneath, 

And  of  thy  crown  above. 

SONG  112.       L.  M. 

'Tis  done;  the  great  transaction's  done; 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  mine : 
He  drew  me,  and  I  follow'd  on, 

Rejoic'd  to  own  the  call  divine. 


216  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart ; 

Fix'd  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest : 
Here  have  I  found  a  nobler  part ; 

Here  heav'nly  pleasures  fill  my  breast. 

High  Ileav'n,  that  hears  the  solemn  vow, 
That  vow  renew' d  shall  daily  hear, 

Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 
And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 


SONG  113-       L.  M. 

Lord,  am  I  thine — entirely  thine  ? 
Purchas'd  and  sav'd  by  blood  divine  ? 
With  full  consent  thine  I  would  be, 
And  own  thy  sovereign  right  in  me. 

Thee  my  new  master  now  I  call, 
And  consecrate  to  thee  my  all; 
Lord,  let  me  live  and  die  in  thee ; 
Be  mine  through  all  eternity. 


SONG  114.       C.  M. 

0  how  divine,  how  sweet  the  joy, 
"When  but  one  sinner  turns, 

And,  with  an  humble,  broken  heart, 
His  sins  and  errors  mourns  ! 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  217 

Pleas'd  with  the  news,  the  saints  below, 
In  songs  their  tongues  employ  ; 

Beyond  the  skies  the  tidings  go, 
And  heav'n  is  filTd  with  joy. 

Well  pleased,  the  Father  sees  and  hears 
The  conscious  sinner's  moan : 

Jesus  receives  him  in  his  arms, 
And  claims  him  for  his  own. 

Nor  angels  can  their  joy  contain, 

But  kindle  with  new  fire  ; 
"  The  sinner  lost  is  found/'  they  sing, 

And  strike  the  sounding  lyre. 

SONG  115.       C.  M. 

There's  joy  in  heav'n,  and  joy  on  earth, 

When  prodigals  return, 
To  see  desponding  souls  rejoice, 

And  haughty  sinners  mourn. 

"  Come,  saints,  and  hear  what  God  hath 
done," 

Is  a  reviving  sound ; 
0  may  it  spread  from  sea  to  sea, 

E'en  all  the  globe  around ! 

Often,  0  sov'reign  Lord,  renew 

The  wonders  of  this  day, 
That  Jesus  here  may  see  his  seed, 

And  Satan  lose  his  prey ! 


218  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Great  God !  the  work  is  all  thine  own  ; 

Thine  be  the  praises  too : 
Let  ev'ry  heart  and  ev'ry  tongue 

Give  thee  the  glory  due. 


SONG  116.       C.  M. 

0  with  what  pleasure  we  behold 

Sinners  to  Canaan  move, 
Leaving  the  fleeting  things  of  earth 

For  greater  things  above. 

These,  having  openly  confess'd 
The  great  ImmanueFs  name, 

With  sacred  pleasure  we  receive 
As  lovers  of  the  Lamb. 

Lord,  may  they  ever  live  to  thee, 
And  grow  in  heav'nly  love  ! 

Still  may  they  fight  the  fight  of  faith, 
Till  crown' d  with  thee  above. 


SONG  117.       L.  M. 

Welcome,  thou  well  belov'd  of  God, 
Thou  heir  of  grace,  redeemed  by  blood ; 
Welcome  with  us  thine  hand  to  join, 
As  partners  of  our  lot  divine. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  219 

With  us  the  pilgrim's  state  embrace — 
We're  traveling  to  a  blissful  place ; 
The  Holy  Spirit  knows  the  way, 
And  he'll  conduct  from  day  to  day. 
Take  up  thy  cross  and  bear  it  on ; 
It  shall  be  light,  and  not  be  long ; 
Soon  shalt  thou  sit  with  Jesus  down, 
And  wear  an  everlasting  crown. 

SONG  118.       L.  M. 

Who  can  describe  the  joys  that  rise 
Through  all  the  courts  of  Paradise, 
To  see  a  prodigal  return, 
To  see  an  heir  of  glory  born ! 

With  joy  the  Father  doth  approve 
The  fruit  of  his  eternal  love  ; 
The  Son  with  joy  looks  down  and  sees 
The  purchase  of  his  agonies. 

The  Spirit  takes  delight  to  view 
The  holy  soul  he  form'd  anew ; 
And  saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
The  growing  empire  of  their  King. 

SOXG  119.       L.  M. 

Kindred  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake, 
A  hearty  welcome  here  receive  ; 

May  we  together  now  partake 
The  joys  which  only  he  can  give. 


220  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

May  he  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 
Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above, 

Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 
When  Christians  see  each  other  thus ; 

We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him 

Who  liv'd,  and  died,  and  reigns,  for  us. 

We'll  talk  of  all  he  did,  and  said, 
And  suffer' d  for  us  here  below, 

The  path  he  mark'd  for  us  to  tread, 
And  what  he's  doing  for  us  now. 

Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away, 
We'll  love,  and  wonder,  and  adore, 

And  long  to  see  the  glorious  day 

When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 


SONG  120.       L.  M. 

"  Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord ;" 
0,  come  in  Jesus'  precious  name ; 

We  welcome  thee  with  one  accord, 
And  trust  the  Saviour  does  the  same. 

Thy  name,  'tis  hoped,  already  stands 
Within  the  book  of  life  above ; 

And  now  to  thine  we  join  our  hands, 
In  token  of  fraternal  love. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  221 

Those  joys  -which  earth  cannot  afford 
We'll  seek  in  fellowship  to  prove, 

Join'd  in  one  spirit  to  our  Lord, 
Together  bound  by  mutual  love. 

And  while  we  pass  this  vale  of  tears, 
We'll  make  our  joys  and  sorrows  known ; 

We'll  share  each  other's  hopes  and  fears, 
And  count  each  brother's  case  our  own. 

Once  more  our  welcome  we  repeat ; 

Receive  assurance  of  our  love ; 
0  may  we  all  together  meet 

Around  the  throne  of  God  above. 


SOXG  121.       C.  M. 

Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord : 

Stranger  nor  foe  art  thou  : 
We  welcome  thee  with  warm  accord, 

Our  friend,  our  brother  now. 

The  hand  of  fellowship,  the  heart 

Of  love,  we  offer  thee : 
Leaving  the  world,  thou  dost  but  part 

From  lies  and  vanity. 

The  cup  of  blessing  which  we  bless, 
The  heav'nly  bread  we  br^ak, — 

Our  Saviour's  blood  and  righteousness,- 
Freely  of  us  partake. 


222  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

In  weal  or  woe,  in  joy  or  care, 

Thy  portion  shall  be  ours  ; 
Christians  their  mutual  burdens  bear ; 

They  lend  their  mutual  pow'rs. 

Come  with  us,  we  will  do  thee  good, 

As  God  to  us  hath  done ; 
Stand  but  in  him,  as  those  have  stood, 

Whose  faith  the  vict'ry  won. 

And  when,  by  turns,  we  pass  away, 
As  star  by  star  grows  dim, 

May  each,  translated  into  day, 
Be  lost,  and  found  in  him. 


SONG  122.       L.  M. 

Believing  souls,  of  Christ  belov'd, 
Who  have  yourselves  to  him  resign'd, 

Your  faith  and  practice,  both  approv'd, 
A  hearty  welcome  here  shall  find. 

Now  sav'd  from  sin  and  Satan's  wiles, 
Though  by  a  scorning  world  abhorr'd, 

Now  share  with  us  the  Saviour's  smiles ; 
Come  in,  ye  ransom'd  of  the  Lord. 

In  fellowship  we  join  our  hands, 

And  you  an  invitation  give ; 
Unite  with  us  in  sacred  bands ; 

The  pledges  of  our  love  receive. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  223 

Do  Thou,  who  art  the  church's  Head, 
This  union  with  thy  blessing  crown; 

And  still,  0  Lord,  revive  the  dead, 
Till  thousands  more  thy  name  shall  own. 


SOftG  123.       C.  M. 

Ye  men  and  angels,  witness  now, — 

Before  the  Lord  we  speak, 
To  him  we  make  our  solemn  vow, — 

A  vow  we  dare  not  break, — 

That  long  as  life  itself  shall  last, 
Ourselves  to  Christ  we  yield; 

Xor  from  his  cause  will  we  depart, 
Or  ever  quit  the  field. 

We  trust  not  in  our  native  strength, 

But  on  his  grace  rely ; 
May  he,  with  our  returning  wants, 

All  needful  aid  supply. 

0,  guide  our  doubtful  feet  aright, 

And  keep  us  in  thy  ways ; 
And,  while  we  turn  our  vows  to  pray'rs, 

Turn  thou  our  pray'rs  to  praise. 


224  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

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SONG  124.       L.  M. 

When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross 
On  which  the  Prince  of  glofy  died, 

My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride ! 

Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast, 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ  my  Lord ; 

All  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  thy  blood. 

See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down ; 

Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet, 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 

Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 

Love  so  amazing,  so  divine, 

Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  all. 

SONG  125.       S.  M. 

Jesus  invites  his  saints 

To  meet  around  his  board ; 
Here  pardon'd  rebels  sit,  and  hold 

Communion  with  their  Lord. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  225 

This  holy  bread  and  wine 

Maintain  our  fainting  breath, 
By  union  with  our  living  Lord, 

And  interest  in  his  death. 
Let  all  our  pow'rs  be  join'd 

His  glorious  name  to  raise ; 
Let  holy  love  fill  ev'ry  mind, 

And  ev'ry  voice  be  praise. 

SOXG  126.       L.  M. 

Our  spirits  join  to  praise  the  Lamb; 

0  that  our  feeble  lips  could  move 
In  strains  immortal  as  his  name, 

And  melting  as  his  dying  love ! 

Was  ever  equal  mercy  found  ? 

The  Prince  of  heav'n  resigns  his  breath, 
And  pours  his  life  out  on  the  ground, 

To  ransom  guilty  man  from  death. 

In  vain  our  mortal  voices  strive 
To  speak  compassion  so  divine ; 

Had  we  a  thousand  lives  to  give, 
A  thousand  lives  should  all  be  thine. 

SOXG  127.      C.  M. 

Here,  at  thy  table,  Lord,  we  meet, 

To  feed  on  food  divine : 
Thy  body  is  the  bread  we  eat, 

Thy  precious  blood  the  wine. 
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226  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Here  peace  and  pardon  sweetly  flow: 

0,  what  delightful  food  ! 
We  eat  the  bread,  and  drink  the  wine, 

But  think  on  nobler  good. 

Deep  was  the  suffering  he  endur'd 

Upon  th'  accursed  tree ; 
"For  me/'  each  welcome  guest  may  say, 

"  'Twas  all  endur'd  for  me." 

Sure  there  was  never  love  so  free — 

Blest  Saviour,  so  divine : 
Well  thou  mayst  claim  that  heart  of  me, 

Which  owes  so  much  to  thine. 


SONG  128.       S.  M. 

Now  let  each  happy  guest 
The  sacred  concert  raise, 

To  close  the  honors  of  the  feast, 
And  sing  the  Master's  praise. 

His  condescending  love 

First  calls  our  wonder  forth, 

He  left  the  blessed  realms  above, 
To  dwell  with  men  on  earth. 

His  precepts,  how  divine, 

How  suited  to  our  state ! 
How  bright  his  acts  of  mercy  shine, 

His  promises  how  great ! 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  227 

Redemption's  glorious  plan, 

How  wondrous  in  our  view  ! 
The  salutary  source  to  man 

Of  peace  and  pardon  too. 


SOXG  129.       L.  M. 

How  pleasing  to  behold  and  see 
The  friends  of  Jesus  all  agree, 
To  sit  around  the  sacred  board 
As  members  of  one  common  Lord. 

Here  we  behold  the  dawn  of  bliss — 
Here  we  enjoy  the  Saviour's  grace — 
Here  we  behold  his  precious  blood, 
Which  sweetly  pleads  for  us  with  God. 

While  here  we  sit,  we  would  implore 
That  love  may  spread  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  all  the  saints,  like  us,  combine 
To  praise  the  Lord  in  songs  divine. 

To  all  we  freely  give  our  hand, 
"Who  love  the  Lord  in  ev'ry  land ; 
For  all  are  one  in  Christ  our  head, 
To  whom  be  endless  honors  paid. 

Here,  by  the  bread  and  wine,  we  view 
What  boundless  curses  were  our  due ; 
But  through  the  ofFring  of  our  Lord, 
More  than  was  lost  is  now  restor'd. 


228  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Let  wrath  and  strife,  those  seeds  of  hell, 
Ne'er  in  the  Christian  bosom  dwell ; 
But  love  and  union,  by  his  blood, 
Prove  us  the  chosen  heirs  of  God. 

SONG  130.       L.  M. 

Come  in,  ye  blessed  of  the  Lord, 
Ye  that  believe  his  holy  word ; 
Come,  and  receive  his  heav'nly  bread, 
The  food  with  which  his  saints  are  fed. 

Your  Saviour's  boundless  goodness  prove; 
And  feast  on  his  redeeming  love ; 
Come,  all  ye  happy  souls  that  thirst, 
The  last  is  welcome  as  the  first. 

Come  to  his  table,  and  receive 
Whatever  a  pard'ning  God  can  give  ; 
His  love  through  ev'ry  age  endures  ; 
His  promise  and  himself  are  yours. 

SONG  131.       L.  M. 

Jesus  is  gone  above  the  skies, 

Where  our  weak  senses  reach  him  not ; 
And  carnal  objects  court  our  eyes 

To  thrust  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 
He  knows  what  wandering  hearts  we  have, 

Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  face, 
And  to  refresh  our  minds  he  gave 

These  kind  memorials  of  his  grace. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  229 

The  Lord  of  life  his  table  spread 

With  his  own  flesh  and  dying  blood ; 

We  on  the  rich  provision  feed, 
AVe  taste  the  wine  and  bless  our  God. 

Let  sinful  sweets  be  all  forgot, 
And  earth  grow  less  in  our  esteem ; 

Christ  and  his  love  fill  ev'ry  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  fix'd  on  him. 

While  he  is  absent  from  our  sight, 
;Tis  to  prepare  for  us  a  place ; 

That  we  may  dwell  in  heavenly  light, 
And  live  for  ever  near  his  face. 

Our  eyes  look  upward  to  the  hills, 

Whence  our  returning  Lord  shall  come  ; 

We  wait  his  chariot's  awful  wheels 
To  fetch  our  longing  spirits  home. 


SOXG  132.       C.  M. 

The  rich  memorials  of  thy  grref, 
The  sufferings  of  thy  death. 

We  come,  blest  Saviour,  to  receive, 
But  would  receive  with  faith. 

The  tokens  sent  us  to  relieve 
Our  spirits  when  they  droop, 

We  come,  blest  Saviour,  to  receive, 
But  would  receive  with  hope. 


230  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

The  pledges  thou  wast  pleas'd  to  leave, 
Our  mournful  minds  to  move, 

We  come,  blest  Saviour,  to  receive, 
But  would  receive  with  love. 

Here,  in  obedience  to  thy  word, 
We  take  the  bread  and  wine  ; 

The  utmost  we  can  do,  blest  Lord, 
For  all  beyond  is  thine. 

Increase  our  faith,  and  hope,  and  love, 
Lord,  give  us  all  that's  good ; 

We  would  thy  full  salvation  prove, 
And  share  thy  flesh  and  blood. 


SONG  133.      H.  M. 

Come,  ev'ry  pious  heart 

That  loves  the  Saviour's  name, 
Your  noblest  pow'rs  exert 
To  celebrate  his  fame : 
Tell  all  above  and  all  below 
The  debt  of  love  to  him  you  owe. 

Such  was  his  zeal  for  God, 

And  such  his  love  for  you, 
He  nobly  undertook 

What  angels  could  not  do : 
His  ev'ry  deed  of  love  and  grace 
All  words  exceed,  all  thoughts  surpas3 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  231 

He  left  his  starry  crown, 

And  laid  his  robes  aside ; 
On  wings  of  love  came  down, 
And  wept,  and  bled,  and  died : 
What  he  endur'd,  0  who  can  tell, 
To  save  our  souls  from  death  and  hell ! 

From  the  dark  grave  he  rose, 

The  mansion  of  the  dead  ; 
And  thence  his  mighty  foes 
In  glorious  triumph  led : 
Up  through  the  sky  the  Conq'ror  rode, 
And  reigns  on  high  the  Son  of  God. 

From  thence  he'll  quickly  come, 

His  chariot  will  not  stay, 
And  bear  our  spirits  home 
To  realms  of  endless  day : 
There  shall  we  see  his  lovely  face, 
And  ever  be  in  his  embrace. 

SONG  134.       C.  M. 

Go,  and  the  Saviour's  grace  proclaim, 

Ye  messengers  of  God ; 
Go,  publish  through  Immanuel's  name, 

Salvation  bought  with  blood. 

What  though  your  arduous  task  may  lie 
Through  regions  dark  as  death ; 

What  though  your  faith  and  zeal  to  try, 
Perils  beset  your  path : 


232  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Yet,  with  determin'd  courage,  go ; 

And  arm'd  with  pow'r  divine, 
Your  God  will  needful  aid  bestow, 

And  on  your  labors  shine. 

He  who  has  call'd  you  to  the  war 
"Will  recompense  your  pains  ; 

Before  Messiah's  conq'ring  car 
Mountains  shall  sink  to  plains. 

Shrink  not,  though  earth  and  hell  oppose, 
But  plead  your  Master's  cause  ; 

Nor  doubt  that  e'en  your  mighty  foes 
Shall  bow  before  his  cross. 


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SONG  135.       C.  M. 

How  sweet,  how  heav'nly  is  the  sight, 
When  those  that  love  the  Lord 

In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  so  fulfil  th?  word. 

When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part ; 
When  sorrow  flows  from  eye  to  eye, 

And  joy  from  heart  to  heart: 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  233 

When  free  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride, 

Our  wishes  all  above, 
Each  can  his  brother's  failings  hide, 

And  show  a  brother's  love : 

When  love  in  one  delightful  stream 

Through  ev'ry  bosom  flows, 
When  union  sweet  and  dear  esteem 

In  ev'ry  action  glows. 

Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above, 
And  he's  an  heir  of  heav'n  that  finds 

His  bosom  glow  with  love. 


SOXG  136.       S.  M. 

Let  Christians  all  agree, 

And  peace  among  them  spread ; 

Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  head. 

Among  the  saints  on  earth 

Let  fervent  love  be  found ; 
Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 

With  common  blessings  crown'd. 

Let  envy  (child  of  hell !) 

Be  banish'd  far  away  ; 
Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  dwell 

Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 


234  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Thus  will  the  church  below 

Resemble  that  above, 
Where  streams  of  endless  pleasure  flow, 

And  ev'ry  heart  is  love. 


SOXG  137.      S.  M. 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds 
Our  hearts  in  Christian  love  ; 

The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

Before  our  Father's  throne 
We  pour  our  ardent  pray'rs ; 

Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

When  we  asunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain  ; 
But  we  shall  still  be  join'd  in  heart, 

And  hope  to  meet  again. 

This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way ; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 

And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin,  we  shall  be  free ; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 

Through  all  eternity. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  235 


SONG  138.       8's. 

From  whence  does  this  union  arise, 
That  hatred  is  conquered  by  love  ? 

It  fastens  our  souls  with  such  ties, 
That  distance  nor  time  can  remove. 

It  cannot  in  Eden  be  found, 

Nor  yet  in  a  Paradise  lost ; 
It  grows  on  Immanuel's  ground, 

And  Jesus'  life's  blood  it  has  cost. 

My  friends  so  endear'd  unto  me, 

Our  souls  so  united  in  love ; 
Where  Jesus  is  gone  we  shall  be, 

In  yonder  blest  mansions  above. 

Why  then  so  unwilling  to  part, 

Since  there  we  shall  soon  meet  again  ? 

Engrav'd  on  Immanuel's  heart, 
At  distance  we  cannot  remain. 

And  then  we  shall  see  that  bright  day, 
And  join  with  the  angels  above, 

Set  free  from  our  prisons  of  clay, 
United  in  Jesus'  kind  love. 

With  Jesus  we  ever  shall  reign, 
And  all  his  bright  glory  shall  see : 

Then  sing  hallelujahs — Amen  ! 
Amen !    Even  so  let  it  be ! 


236  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

SONG  139.       P.  M. 

0  happy  children  who  follow  Jesus 

Into  the  house  of  pray'r  and  praise, 
And  join  in  union  while  love  increases, 

Resolv'd  this  way  to  spend  our  days : 
Although  we're  hated  by  the  world  and  Satan, 

By  the  flesh  and  such  as  love  not  God : 
Yet  happy  moments  and  joyful  seasons 

We  ofttimes  find  on  Canaan's  road. 

Since  we've  been  waiting  on  lovely  Jesus, 

We've  felt  some  strength  come  from  above, 
Our  hearts  have  burn'd  with  holy  rapture, 

We  long  to  be  absorb'd  in  love : 
Let  us  sing  praises  for  what  is  giv'n, 

And  trust  in  God  for  time  to  come : 
Sure  we  shall  find  the  way  to  heav'n ; 

So  farewell,  brethren — we're  going  home. 

And  as  we  go  let  us  praise  our  Saviour, 

And  pray  for  those  who  spurn  his  grace, 
Lest  they  should  lose  love's  richest  treasure, 

And  ne'er  enjoy  his  smiling  face. 
Now  here's  my  hand  and  my  best  wishes, 

In  token  of  my  Christian  love, 
In  hopes  with  you  to  praise  my  Jesus ; 

So  farewell,  brethren — we'll  meet  above. 

SONG  140.       P.  M. 

Our  souls  by  love  together  knit, 

Cemented,  join'd  in  one ; 
One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice— 

'Tis  heav'n  on  earth  begun. 


SPIRITUAL    BONOS.  -37 

Our  hearts  have  burn'd  while  J 
And  glow'd  with  sacre  : 

And  fill'd  th'  enlai 

l  :iour,  let  creation  sing  ! 
-t  all  hear  en  ring  ! 
He's  God  icith  u*,  ictfeel  him  ours  ; 
Hi*  fulness  in  our  souls  he  pours  ! 
'Tis  almost  done, 

■  t  be/ore  ; 
We  soon  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 
ra  fighting  for  our 
-.rembling  eowardf  tj  : 
I  stand  unshaken,  firm,  and  fix 
With  Christ  to  Rf 
Let  Satan  rage,  and  hell  assail, 

D  fight  our  passage  through ; 

..  and  friends  desert, 

The  little  cloud  increases  still. 

The  heav'ns  are  big  with  rail 
We  haste  to  catch  the  teemi:.  _ 

I  Lill  its  moisture  dr 
A  rill,  a  stream,  a  torrent  Aom% 
pours  the  m  \. 

A  Sariou-. 
And  when  thou  mak'st  thy  jew: 
\irry  crown, 
And  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall  shine, 
Proclaim'd  by  the*  thine  own ; 


238  SriRITUAL    SONGS. 

May  we,  the  little  band  of  love, 
We,  sinners  sav'd  by  grace, 

From  glory  into  glory  chang'd, 
Behold  thy  lovely  face. 
A  Saviour,  & c. 


Eobdmcss  anti  ISicellencg  of 
song  141.     c.  P.  M. 

Had  I  ten  thousand  gifts  beside, 
I'd  cleave  to  Jesus  crucified, 

And  build  on  him  alone ; 
For  no  foundation  is  there  giv'n 
On  which  to  place  my  hopes  of  heav'n, 

But  Christ,  the  corner  stone. 
Possessing  Christ,  I  all  possess, 
Wisdom,  and  strength,  and  righteousness. 

And  holiness  complete ; 
Bold  in  his  name,  I  dare  draw  nigh 
Before  the  Ruler  of  the  sky, 

And  all  his  justice  meet. 
There  is  no  path  to  heav'nly  bliss, 
To  solid  joy  or  lasting  peace, 

But  Christ,  th'  appointed  road ; 
0  may  we  tread  the  sacred  way, 
By  faith  rejoice,  and  praise,  and  pray, 

Till  we  sit  down  with  God ! 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  239 

The  typos  and  shadows  of  the  word 
Unite  in  Christ,  the  Man,  the  Lord, 

The  Saviour  just  and  true ; 
0  may  we  still  his  word  believe, 
And  all  his  promises  receive, 

And  all  his  precepts  do  ! 

As  he  above  for  ever  lives, 
And  life  to  dying  sinners  gives, 

Eternal  and  divine  ; 
0  may  his  Spirit  in  me  dwell ! 
Then,  sav'd  from  sin,  and  death,  and  hell, 

Eternal  life  i3  mine  ! 


SOXG  142.       C.  If. 

Jesus,  thou  art  the  sinner's  friend; 

As  such  I  look  to  thee ; 
Now,  in  the  bowels  of  thy  love, 

0  Lord,  remember  me  ! 

Remember  thy  pure  word  of  grace, 

Remember  Calvary ; 
Remember  all  thy  promises, 

And  then  remember  me. 

Thou  mighty  Advocate  with  God ! 

1  yield  myself  to  thee ; 

While  thou  art  sitting  on  thy  throne, 
0  Lord,  remember  me ! 


240  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

I  own  I'm  guilty — own  I'm  vile ; 

Yet  thy  salvation's  free  ; 
Then,  in  thy  all-abounding  grace, 

0  Lord,  i  emember  me ! 

Ilowe'er  forsaken  or  distressed, 

Howe'er  oppressed  I  be, 
However  afflicted  here  on  earth, 

Do  thou  remember  me  ! 

And  when  I  close  my  eyes  in  death, 

And  creature  helps  all  flee, 
Then,  0  my  great  Redeemer,  Lord, 

1  pray  remember  me ! 


SONG  143.       C.  M. 

Jesus,  in  thy  transporting  name 

What  blissful  glories  rise ! 
Jesus,  the  angels'  sweetest  theme — 

The  wonder  of  the  skies  ! 

Well  might  the  skies  with  wonder  view 

A  love  so  strange  as  thine ! 
No  thought  of  angels  ever  knew 

Compassion  so  divine ! 

Jesus,  and  didst  thou  leave  the  sky 

For  miseries  and  woes  ? 
And  didst  thou  bleed,  and  groan,  and  die, 

For  vile  rebellious  foes  ? 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  241 

Victorious  love  !  can  language  tell, 

The  wonders  of  thy  pow'r, 
Which  conquer' d  all  the  force  of  hell 

In  that  tremendous  hour  ! 

What  glad  return  can  I  impart 

For  favors  so  divine? 
0  take  this  heart,  this  worthless  heart, 

And  make  it  only  thine ! 


SONG  144.       L.  M. 

Jesus,  my  love,  my  chief  delight ; 

For  thee  I  long,  for  thee  I  pray, 
Amid  the  shadows  of  the  night, 

Amid  the  bus'ness  of  the  day. 

When  shall  I  see  thy  smiling  face, 
That  face  which  I  have  often  seen? 

Arise,  thou  Sun  of  Righteousness  ! 
Scatter  the  clouds  that  intervene. 

Thou  art  the  glorious  gift  of  God, 
To  sinners  weary  and  distress'd; 

The  first  of  all  his  gifts  bestow'd, 
And  certain  pledge  of  all  the  rest. 

Since  I  can  say  this  gift  is  mine, 
I'll  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet, 

No  more  at  poverty  repine, 
Nor  envy  the  rich  sinner's  state. 
16 


242  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

The  precious  jewel  I  will  keep, 
And  lodge  it  deep  within  my  heart ; 

At  home,  abroad,  awake,  asleep, 
It  never  shall  from  thence  depart  I 


SONG  145.       S.  M. 

0  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

His  grace  to  thee  proclaim ; 
And  all  that  is  within  me,  join 

To  bless  his  holy  name. 

0  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

His  mercies  bear  in  mind ; 
Forget  not  all  his  benefits  ; 

The  Lord  to  thee  is  kind. 

He  will  not  always  chide ; 

He  will  with  patience  wait ; 
His  wrath  is  ever  slow  to  rise, 

And  ready  to  abate. 

He  pardons  all  thy  sins, 

Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath  ; 
He  healeth  thine  infirmities, 

And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 

Then  bless  his  holy  name, 

AVhose  grace  hath  made  thee  whole, 
"Whose  loving-kindness  crowns  thy  days; 

0  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  243 

SOXG  146.       C.  ML 

Come,  let  our  hearts  and  voices  join 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name  ; 

Whose  truth  and  kindness  are  divine, 
Whose  love  is  still  the  same. 

When  most  we  need  his  gracious  hand, 

This  friend  is  always  near ; 
With  heav'n  and  earth  at  his  command, 

He  waits  to  answer  pray'r. 

His  love  no  end  nor  measure  knows, 
No  change  can  turn  its  course ; 

Immutably  the  same  it  flows 
From  one  eternal  source. 

SOXG  147.      C.  P.  M. 

There  is  no  path  to  heav'nly  bliss, 
To  solid  joy  or  lasting  peace, 

But  Christ,  th'  appointed  road; 
0  may  we  tread  the  sacred  v-oy, 
By  faith  rejoice,  and  sing,  and  pray, 

Till  we  sit  down  with  God. 

The  types  and  shadows  of  the  word 
Unite  in  Christ,  the  Man,  the  Lord, 

The  Saviour  kind  and  true ; 
0  may  we  still  his  word  believe, 
And  all  his  promises  receive, 

And  all  his  precepts  do. 


244  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

As  he  above  for  ever  lives, 
And  life  to  dying  mortals  gives, 

Eternal  and  divine ; 
0  may  his  Spirit  in  rne  dwell ! 
Then,  sav'd  from  sin,  and  death  and  hell, 

Eternal  life  is  mine. 

SONG  148.       C.  M. 

0  happy  they  who  know  the  Lord, 
AVith  whom  he  deigns  to  dwell ! 

He  feeds  and  cheers  them  by  his  word, 
His  arm  supports  them  well. 

To  them  in  each  distressing  hour 

His  throne  of  grace  is  near ; 
And  when  they  plead  his  love^and  pow'r, 

He  stands  engag'd  to  hear. 

His  presence  sweetens  all  our  cares, 
And  makes  our  burdens  light ; 

A  word  from  him  dispels  our  fears, 
And  gilds  the  gloom  of  night. 

Lord,  we  expect  to  suffer  here, 

Nor  would  we  dare  repine  ; 
But  give  us  still  to  find  thee  near, 

And  own  us  still  for  thine. 

Let  us  enjoy  and  highly  prize 

These  tokens  of  thy  love, 
Till  thou  shalt  bid  our  spirits  ris6 

To  worship  thee  above. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  245 

song  149.     t's. 

God  with  us!    0  glorious  name  ! 
Let  it  shine  in  endless  fame; 
God  and  man  in  Christ  unite — 
0  mysterious  depth  and  height ! 
God  with  us  !    Amazing  love 
Brought  him  from  his  courts  above : 
Now,  ye  saints,  his  grace  admire, 
Swell  the  song  with  holy  fire. 
God  with  us!    0  wondrous  grace  ! 
Let  us  see  him  face  to  face ; 
That  we  may  Immanuel  sing, 
As  we  ought,  our  God  and  King. 

SOXG  150.       C.  M. 

Lord,  all  I  am  is  known  to  thee ; 

In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  or  to  flee 

The  notice  of  thine  eye. 
Thy  all-observing  eye  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest, 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 

The  secrets  of  my  breast. 
My  thoughts  lie  open  to  thee,  Lord, 

Before  they're  form'd  within, 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 

Thou  knowest  all  I  mean. 


246  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

0  let  thine  arms  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from,  ev'ry  ill, 

Secur'd  by  sov'reign  love. 

SOXG  151.       C.  M. 
Kejoice,  my  soul,  still  in  the  Lord, 

Who  makes  my  cause  his  own, 
The  hope  that's  built  upon  his  word 

Can  ne'er  be  overthrown. 

Though  many  foes  beset  my  road ; 

And  feeble  is  my  arm, 
My  life  is  hid  with  Christ  in  God, 

Beyond  the  reach  of  harm. 

Weak  as  I  am,  I  shall  not  faint, 

Or,  fainting,  shall  not  die ! 
Jesus,  the  strength  of  ev'ry  saint, 

Will  aid  me  from  on  high. 

Though  now  unseen  by  outward  sense, 
Faith  sees  him  always  near, 

A  guide,  a  glory,  a  defence ; 
Then  what  have  I  to  fear  ? 

SOXG  152.       C.  M. 

To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name 

Awake  the  sacred  song; 
0  may  his  love,  (immortal  flame!) 

Tune  ev'ry  heart  and  tongue. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  247 

His  love,  what  mortal  thought  can  reach  I 
What  mortal  tongue  display  ! 

Imagination's  utinost  stretch 
In  wonder  dies  away. 

He  left  his  radiant  throne  on  high, 
Left  the  bright  realms  of  bliss, 

And  came  to  earth  to  bleed  and  die ! 
Was  ever  love  like  this  ? 

Blest  Lord,  while  we  adoring  pay 

Our  humble  thanks  to  thee, 
May  ev'ry  heart  with  rapture  say, 

"The  Saviour  died  for  me  V 

0  may  the  sweet,  the  blissful  theme 

Fill  ev'ry  heart  and  tongue, 
Till  strangers  love  thy  charming  name, 

And  join  the  sacred  song. 


SOXG  153.       C.  M. 

Jesus  has  died  that  I  might  live, 

Might  live  to  God  alone ; 
In  him  eternal  life  receive, 

And  be  in  spirit  one. 

Saviour,  I  thank  thee  for  the  grace, 

The  gift  unspeakable : 
And  wait  with  arms  of  faith  t'  embrace, 

And  all  thy  love  to  feel. 


248  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Give  me  thyself — from  ev'ry  boast, 
From  ev'ry  wish  set  free  ; 

Let  all  I  am  in  thee  be  Jost ; 
But  give  thyself  to  me. 

Thy  gifts,  alas  !  cannot  suffice, 
Unless  thyself  be  giv'n  ; 

Thy  presence  makes  my  paradise ; 
And  where  thou  art  is  heav'n. 


SONG  154.       C.  Bf. 

With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 

Of  our  High  Priest  above, 
His  heart  is  made  of  tenderness ; 

His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

Touch' d  with  a  sympathy  divine, 
He  knows  our  feeble  frame ; 

He  knows  what  sore  temptations  mean, 
For  he  has  felt  the  same. 

He,  in  the  days  of  feeble  flesh, 
PourM  out  his  cries  and  tears ; 

And,  in  his  measure,  feels  afresh 
What  ev'ry  member  bears. 

Then  let  our  humble  faith  address 

His  mercy  and  his  pow'r ; 
We  shall  obtain  delivering  grace 

In  the  distressing  hour. 


SPIRITUAL    SOXGS.  249 

SONG  155.       C.  M. 

Thou  art  the  Waj& — to  thee  alone 

From  sin  and  death  we  flee ; 
And  he  who  would  the  Father  seek, 

Must  seek  him,  Lord,  by  thee. 
Thou  art  the  Truth — thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart ; 
Thou  only  canst  inform  the  mind, 

And  purify  the  heart. 
Thou  art  the  Life — the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conq'ring  arm ; 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee, 

Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 

Thou  art  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life  ; 

Grant  us  that  way  to  know, 
That  truth  to  keep,  that  life  to  win, 

Whose  joys  eternal  flow. 

SONG  156.       L.  Iff. 

Jesus  my  all  to  heav'n  has  gone, 
He  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon ; 
His  path  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 
The  way  the  holy  prophets  went, 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment, 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness — 
I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 


250  SPIRITUAL     SONGS. 

This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
And  mourn'd  because  I  found  it  not ; 
My  grief  and  burden  long  had  been, 
That  I  had  not  been  sav'd  from  sin. 

The  more  I  strove  against  its  pow'r, 
I  felt  its  weight  and  guilt  the  more ; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 
"  Come  hither,  soul — I  am  the  way," 

Then  glad  I  came  to  him,  blest  Lamb ! 
And  made  confession  of  his  name  : 
Myself  alone  had  I  to  give  ; 
Nothing  but  love  did  I  receive. 

Now  will  I  tell  to  sinners  round 
What  a  rich  Saviour  I  have  found ; 
I'll  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood, 
And  say — Behold  the  way  to  God. 


SONG  157.       C.  M. 

Didst  thou,  Lord  Jesus,  suffer  shame, 
And  bear  the  cross  for  me  ? 

And  shall  I  fear  to  own  thy  name, 
Or  thy  disciple  be  ? 

Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  dread 

To  suffer  shame  or  loss ; 
0  let  me  in  thy  footsteps  tread, 

And  glory  in  thy  cross. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  251 

Inspire  my  soul  with  love  divine, 

And  holy  courage  bold  ; 
Let  knowledge,  faith,  and  meekness  shine 

Nor  love  nor  zeal  grow  cold. 

Say  to  my  soul,  Why  dost  thou  fear 

The  face  of  feeble  clay  ? 
Behold  thy  Saviour,  ever  near, 

Will  guide  thee  in  the  way. 

0  how  my  soul  would  rise  and  run 

At  this  transporting  word  ; 
Nor  any  painful  sufferings  shun 

To  follow  thee,  my  Lord. 

Let  sinful  men  reproach,  defame, 

And  call  me  what  they  will, 
If  I  may  glorify  thy  name, 

And  be  thy  servant  still. 


SONG  158.       L.  M. 

0  Lord  !  when  faith  with  fixed  eyes 
Beholds  thy  wondrous  sacrifice, 
Love  rises  to  an  ardent  flame, 
And  we  all  other  hope  disclaim. 

With  cold  affections  who  can  see 
The  thorns,  the  scourge,  the  nails,  the  tree, 
The  flowing  tears  and  crimson  sweat, 
The  bleeding  hands,  and  head,  and  feet  ? 


252  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Jesus,  what  millions  of  our  race 
Have  been  the  triumphs  of  thy  grace ! 
And  millions  more  to  thee  shall  fly, 
And  on  thy  sacrifice  rely. 

The  sorrow,  shame,  and  death  were  tliine. 
And  all  the  stores  of  wrath  divine  ! 
Ours  are  the  pardon,  life,  and  bliss ; 
What  love  can  be  compar'd  to  this ! 

SONG  159.       P.  M. 

My  Prophet  thou,  my  heavenly  guide, 
Thy  sweet  instructions  I  will  hear ; 

The  words  that  from  thy  lips  proceed, 
0  how  divinely  sweet  they  are ! 

Thee,  my  great  Prophet,  I  would  love, 

And  imitate  the  blest  above. 

My  great  High  Priest,  whose  precious  blood 
Did  once  atone  upon  the  cross, 

Who  now  dost  intercede  with  God, 

And  plead  the  friendless  sinner's  cause : 

Tn  thee  I  trust,  thee  would  I  love, 

And  imitate  the  blest  above. 

My  King  supreme,  to  thee  I  bow 
A  willing  subject  at  thy  feet ; 

All  other  lords  I  disavow, 

And  to  thy  government  submit ; 

My  Saviour  King  this  heart  would  love, 

And  imitate  the  blest  above. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  253 


SOXG  160.       H.  M. 

Join  all  the  glorious  names 

Of  wisdom,  love,  and  power, 
That  mortals  ever  knew, 
That  angels  ever  bore  ; 
All  are  too  mean  to  speak  his  worth, 
Too  mean  to  set  my  Saviour  forth. 

Great  Prophet  of  my  God  ! 

My  tongue  would  bless  thy  name, 
By  thee  the  joyful  news 
Of  our  salvation  came  ; 
The  joyful  news  of  sins  forgiv'n, 
Of  hell  subdued,  and  peace  with  heav'n. 

Jesus,  my  great  High  Priest, 
Offered  his  blood  and  died ; 
My  guilty  conscience  seeks 
No  sacrifice  beside. 
His  powerful  blood  did  once  atone, 
And  now  he  pleads  before  the  throne. 

My  dear  and  mighty  Lord, 

My  Conq'ror  and  my  King ; 
Thy  sceptre  and  thy  sword, 
Thy  reigning  grace,  I  sing. 
Thine  is  the  pow'r ;  behold  I  sit 
In  willing  bonds  beneath  thy  feet. 


254  SriRITUAL     SONGS. 


SONG  161.      L.  M. 

Join,  all  who  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
To  sing  his  everlasting  fame : 
Great  God,  prepare  each  heart  and  voice, 
In  him  for  ever  to  rejoice. 

Of  him  what  wondrous  tilings  are  told ! 
In  him  what  glories  I  behold ! 
For  him  I  gladly  all  things  leave  ; 
To  him,  my  soul,  for  ever  cleave. 

In  him  my  treasure's  all  contained, 
In  him  my  feeble  soul's  maintain'd ; 
From  him  what  favors  I  receive ! 
Through  him  I  shall  for  ever  live  ! 

With  him  I  daily  love  to  walk ; 
Of  him  my  sou,l  delights  to  talk  ; 
On  him  I  cast  my  ev'ry  care ; 
Like  him  I  shall  one  day  appear. 

Bless  him,  my  soul,  from  day  to  day; 
Trust  him  to  lead  thee  on  thy  way ; 
Give  him  thy  poor,  weak,  sinful  heart ; 
With  him,  0  never,  never  part. 

Take  him  for  strength  and  righteousness ; 
Make  him  thy  refuge  in  distress ; 
Love  him  above  all  earthly  joy, 
And  him  in  every  thing  employ. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  255 

Praise  him  in  cheerful,  grateful  songs ; 
To  him  your  highest  praise  belongs ! 
Bless  him  who  doth  your  heav'n  prepare, 
And  whom  you'll  praise  for  ever  there. 


SOXG  162.       C.  M. 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  how  rich  thy  grace ! 

Thy  bounties  how  complete  ! 
How  shall  I  count  the  matchless  sum  ? 

How  pay  the  mighty  debt  ? 

High  on  a  throne  of  radiant  light 

Dost  thou  exalted  shine  ; 
What  can  my  poverty  bestow, 

"When  all  the  world  is  thine  ? 

But  thou  hast  brethren  here  below, 

The  partners  of  thy  grace  ; 
And  wilt  confess  their  humble  names 

Before  thy  Father's  face. 

In  them,  thou  mayst  be  cloth'd  and  fed, 

And  visited  and  cheer'd, 
And  in  their  accents  of  distress 

My  Saviour's  voice  be  heard. 

Thy  face  with  rev'rence  and  with  love, 
We,  in  thy  poor,  would  see ; 

0  let  us  rather  beg  our  bread 
Than  keep  it  back  from  thee. 


256  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

SONG  163.        8's,  7's,  and  4's. 

One  there  is  above  all  others, 

Well  deserves  the  name  of  Friend ; 

His  is  love  beyond  a  brother's, 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end ; 

Hallelujah! 
Costly,  free,  and  knows  no  end. 

Which  of  all  our  friends,  to  save  us, 
Could  or  would  have  shed  his  blood  ? 

But  this  Saviour  died  to  have  us 
Reconciled  in  him  to  God. 

Hallelujah! 
Reconciled  in  him  to  God. 

When  he  liv'd  on  earth  abased, 
Friend  of  sinners  was  his  name ; 

Now  above  all  glory  raised, 
He  rejoices  in  the  same ; 

Hallelujah! 
He  rejoices  in  the  same. 

SONG  164.        8's,  7's,  and  4's. 

With  my  substance  I  will  honor 
My  Redeemer  and  my  Lord  ; 

Were  ten  thousand  worlds  my  manor, 
All  were  nothing  to  his  word : 

Hallelujah  1 
Now  we  offer  to  the  Lord. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  257 

While  the  heralds  of  salvation 
His  abounding  grace  proclaim, 

Let  his  saints  of  ev'ry  station 
Gladlv  join  to  spread  his  fame : 

Hallelujah! 
Gifts  we  offer  to  his  name. 

May  his  kingdom  be  promoted ; 

May  the  world  the  Saviour  know ; 
Be  to  him  these  gifts  devoted, 

For  to  him  my  all  I  owe : 
Hallelujah! 

Kun,  ye  heralds,  to  and  fro. 

Praise  the  Saviour,  all  ye  nations ; 

Praise  him,  all  ye  hosts  above ; 
Shout  with  joyful  acclamations 

His  divine,  victorious  love: 
Hallelujah! 

By  this  gift  our  love  we'll  prove. 

SONG  165.       C.  M. 

'Tis  not  the  law  of  ten  commands, 

On  holy  Sinai  giv'n, 
Or  sent  to  men  by  Moses'  hands, 

Can  bring  us  safe  to  heav'n. 

'Tis  not  the  blood  which  Aaron  spilt, 
Nor  smoke  of  sweetest  smell, 

Can  buy  a  pardon  for  our  guilt, 
Or  save  our  souls  from  hell. 
17 


258  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Aaron  the  priest  resigns  his  breath 

At  God's  immediate  will ; 
And  in  the  desert  yields  to  death 

Upon  th'  appointed  hill. 

And  thus  on  yonder  mountain  side 

The  tribes  of  Israel  stand, 
While  Moses  bow'd  his  head  and  died, 

Short  of  the  promis'd  land. 

Israel,  rejoice,  now  Joshua  leads, 
He'll  bring  your  tribes  to  rest ; 

So  far  the  Saviour's  name  exceeds 
The  ruler  and  the  priest. 


SONG  166.       C.  M. 

Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name, 

'Tis  music  to  my  ear ; 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud, 

That  all  the  earth  might  hear. 

Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 
My  transport  and  my  trust ; 

Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

All  that  my  ardent  soul  can  wish 
In  thee  doth  richly  meet ; 

Nor  to  my  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  259 

Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  heart, 
And  shed  its  fragrance  there ; 

The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

Til  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name 
With  my  last  laboring  breath, 

And,  dying,  triumph  in  thy  cross, 
The  antidote  of  death. 


SONG  167.       C.  M. 

You  glittering  toys  of  earth,  adieu  > 

A  nobler  choice  be  mine ; 
A  real  prize  attracts  my  view — 

A  treasure  all  divine. 

Away,  unworthy  of  my  cares, 
You  specious  baits  of  sense ; 

Inestimable  worth  appears, 
The  pearl  of  price  immense ! 

Jesus,  to  multitudes  unknown — 

0  name  divinely  sweet ! 
Jesus,  in  thee,  in  thee  alone, 

Wealth,  honor,  pleasure  meet. 

Should  both  the  Indies,  at  my  call, 
Their  boasted  stores  resign, 

With  joy  I  would  renounce  them  all, 
For  leave  to  call  thee  mine. 


260  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Should  earth's  vain  treasures  all  depart, 

Of  this  dear  gift  possessed, 
I'd  clasp  it  to  my  joyful  heart, 

And  be  for  ever  blest. 

Blest  Sovereign  of  my  soul's  desires, 

Thy  love  is  bliss  divine  ; 
Accept  the  praise  that  love  inspires, 

Since  I  can  call  thee  mine ! 


SONG  168.       8's. 

My  gracious  Redeemer  I  love  1 
His  praises  aloud  I'll  proclaim, 

And  join  with  the  armies  above 
To  shout  his  adorable  name. 

To  gaze  on  his  glories  divine 

Shall  be  my  eternal  employ, 
And  feel  them  incessantly  shine, 

My  boundless,  ineffable  joy. 

You  palaces,  sceptres,  and  crowns, 
Your  pride  with  disdain  I  survey ; 

Your  pomps  are  but  shadows  and  sounds, 
And  pass  in  a  moment  away. 

The  crown  that  my  Saviour  bestows, 
Yon  permanent  sun  shall  outshine ; 

My  joy  everlastingly  flows — 
My  God,  my  Redeemer,  is  mine. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  261 


SOXG  169.       C.  M. 

Long  as  I  live  I'll  praise  thy  name, 

My  King,  my  God  of  love; 
My  work  and  joy  shall  be  the  same 

In  the  bright  world  above. 

Great  is  the  Lord,  his  pow'r  unknown, 
And  let  his  praise  be  great : 

I'll  sing  the  honors  of  thy  throne, 
Thy  work  of  grace  repeat. 

Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  tongue  ; 

And  while  my  lips  rejoice, 
The  men  that  hear  my  sacred  song 

Shall  join  their  cheerful  voice. 

Fathers  to  sons  shall  teach  thy  name, 
And  children  learn  thy  ways  ; 

Ages  to  come  thy  truth  proclaim, 
And  nations  sound  thy  praise. 

Thy  glorious  deeds  of  ancient  date 
Shall  through  the  world  be  known— 

Thy  arm  of  pow'r,  thy  heav'nly  state 
With  public  splendor  shown. 

The  world  is  managed  by  thy  hand, 
Thy  saints  are  rul'd  by  love ; 

And  thy  eternal  kingdom  stands, 
Though  rocks  and  hills  remove. 


262  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 


SONG  170.       7'*. 

Now  begin  the  heav'nly  theme, 
Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name ; 
You  who  his  salvation  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

You,  who  see  the  Father's  grace 
Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face, 
As  to  Canaan  on  you  move, 
Praise  and  bless  redeeming  love. 

Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears, 
Banish  all  your  guilty  fears  ; 
See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 
Cancell'd  by  redeeming  love. 

You,  alas  !  who  long  have  been 
Willing  slaves  of  death  and  sin, 
Now  from  bliss  no  longer  rove, 
Stop  and  taste  redeeming  love. 

Welcome  all  by  sin  oppress'd, 
Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest ; 
Nothing  brought  him  from  above — 
Nothing  but  redeeming  love. 

He  subdued  th'  infernal  pow'rs — 
Those  tremendous  foes  of  ours 
From  their  cursed  empire  drove ; 
Mighty  in  redeeming  love. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  263 

Hither,  then,  your  music  bring, 
Strike  aloud  each  cheerful  string ; 
Mortals,  join  the  hosts  above, 
Join  to  praise  redeeming  love. 


SOXG  171.       C.  M. 

Asham'd  of  Christ !  our  souls  disdain 
The  mean,  ungen'rous  thought ; 

Shall  we  disown  that  friend  whose  blood 
To  man  salvation  brought  ? 

"With  the  glad  news  of  love  and  peace 
From  heav'n  to  earth  he  came  ; 

For  us  endur'd  the  painful  cross, 
For  us  despis'd  the  shame. 

To  his  command  let  us  submit 

Ourselves  without  delay  ; 
Our  lives — yea,  thousand  lives  of  ours, 

His  love  can  ne'er  repay. 

Each  faithful  foll'wer  Jesus  views 

With  infinite  delight ; 
Their  lives  to  him  are  dear — their  death 

Is  precious  in  his  sight. 

To  bear  his  name — his  cross  to  bear — 

Our  highest  honor  this  ! 
"Who  nobly  suffers  for  him  now 

Shall  reign  with  him  in  bliss. 


264  SPIRITUAL    S0NG8. 

But  should  we,  in  the  evil  day, 
From  our  profession  fly, 

Jesus,  the  Judge,  before  the  world 
The  traitors  will  deny. 


SONG  172.        8'sand7's. 

0  thou  Fount  of  ev'ry  blessing ! 

Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  praise ; 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing 

Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise. 

Teach  me  ever  to  adore  thee, 
May  I  still  thy  goodness  prove, 

While  the  hope  of  endless  glory 
Fills  my  heart  with  joy  and  love. 

Here  I'll  raise  my  Ebenezer, 
Hither  by  thy  help  V  ve  come, 

And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 
Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 

Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 
Wand'ring  from  thy  fold,  0  God  ! 

He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 
Did  redeem  me  by  his  blood ! 

0  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 
Daily  I'm  constrained  to  be! 

Let  thy  goodness,  like  a  fetter, 
Bind  me  closer  still  to  thee ! 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  265 

Never  let  me  wander  from  thee, 
Never  leave  thee  whom  I  love ; 

By  thy  Word  and  Spirit  guide  me, 
Till  I  reach  thy  courts  above. 


SOXG   173.        rsand6's. 

0  when  shall  I  see  Jesus, 

And  dwell  with  him  above, 
To  drink  the  flowing  fountain 

Of  everlasting  love  ? 
"When  shall  I  be  delivered 

From  this  vain  world  of  sin, 
And  with  my  blessed  Jesus 

Drink  endless  pleasures  in  ? 

But  now  I  am  a  soldier, 

My  Captain' 8  gone  before : 
He's  given  me  my  orders, 

And  tells  me  not  to  fear. 
And  if  I  hold  out  faithful, 

A  crown  of  life  he'll  give, 
And  all  his  valiant  soldiers 

Eternal  life  shall  have. 

Through  grace  I  am  determin'd 
To  conquer  though  I  die, 

And  then  away  to  Jesus 
On  wings  of  love  I'll  fly. 


266  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 

I  bid  them  both  adieu : 
And  jou,  my  friends,  prove  faithful, 
*    And  on  your  way  pursue. 

And  if  you  meet  with  troubles 

And  trials  on  the  way, 
Then  cast  your  care  on  Jesus, 

And  don't  forget  to  pray. 
Gird  on  the  heav'nly  armor 

Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love, 
And  when  your  warfare's  ended, 

You'll  reign  with  him  above. 

0 !  do  not  be  discourag'd, 

For  Jesus  is  your  friend, 
And  if  you  long  for  knowledge, 

On  him  you  may  depend ; 
Neither  will  he  upbraid  you, 

Though  often  you  request ; 
He'll  give  you  grace  to  conquer, 

And  take  you  home  to  rest. 

Now  to  the  Lord  be  glory 

For  his  redeeming  love  ! 
We'll  sing  the  wondrous  story 

In  brighter  worlds  above.     ^ 
We'll  shout  his  hallelujahs, 

And  join  the  heav'nly  song 
With  Noah,  Job,  and  Daniel, 

And  all  the  holy  throng. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  267 

SONG  174.       C.  M. 

I'm  not  asham'd  to  own  my  Lord, 

Nor  to  defend  his  cause, 
Maintain  the  honors  of  his  word, 

The  glory  of  his  cross. 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  I  know  his  name, 

His  nit  me  is  all  my  trust ; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  soul  to  shame, 

Nor  let  my  hope  be  lost. 

Firm  as  his  throne  his  promise  stands, 

And  he  can  well  secure 
"What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 

Till  the  decisive  hour. 

Then  will  he  own  my  worthless  name 

Before  his  Father's  face, 
And  in  the  New  Jerusalem 

Appoint  for  me  a  place. 


33:rf)ottatorg  Songs, 
song  175.     s.  M. 

Awake,  and  sing  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb! 

Wake,  ev'ry  heart  and  ev'ry  tongue, 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name ! 


268  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Sing  of  his  dying  love ! 

Sing  of  his  rising  pow'r ! 
Sing  how  he  intercedes  above 

For  those  whose  sins  he  bore ! 

Sing  on  your  heav'nly  way, 

You  ransom'd  sinners,  sing  ; 
Sing  on,  rejoicing  ev'ry  day 

In  Christ,  the  glorious  King. 

Soon  shall  you  hear  him  say, 
"  You  blessed  children,  come  ;" 

Soon  will  he  call  you  hence  away, 
And  take  his  pilgrims  home. 

SONG  176.       C.  M. 

Behold  what  witnesses  unseen 

Encompass  us  around, 
Men  once  like  us  with  sufPrings  tried, 

But  now  with  glory  crown'd. 

Let  us,  with  zeal  like  theirs  inspir'd, 

Pursue  the  Christian  race ; 
And,  freed  from  each  encumbering  weight, 

Their  holy  footsteps  trace. 

Behold  a  witness  nobler  still, 

Who  trod  affliction's  path — 
Jesus,  at  once  the  finisher 

And  author  of  the  faith. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  269 

He  for  the  joy  before  him  set 

(So  gen'rous  was  his  love,) 
Endur'd  the  cross,  despis'd  the  shame, 

And  now  he  reigns  above. 

If  he  the  scorn  of  wicked  men 

With  patience  did  sustain, 
Becomes  it  those  for  whom  he  died 

To  murmur  and  complain  ? 

No — let  our  hearts  no  more  despond, 
Our  hands  be  weak  no  more ; 

Still  let  us  trust  our  Father's  love, 
His  wisdom  still  adore. 

I 
SONG  177.       C.  M. 

Jesus,  great  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep, 

To  thee  for  help  we  fly, 
Thy  little  flock  in  safety  keep ; 

For  0  !  the  wolf  is  nigh. 

He  comes,  of  hellish  malice  full, 

To  scatter,  tear,  and  slay  ; 
He  seizes  every  straggling  soul, 

As  his  own  lawful  prey. 

Us  into  thy  protection  take, 

And  gather  with  thy  arm  ; 
Unless  the  fold  we  first  forsake, 

The  wolf  can  never  harm. 


270  SPIRITUAL     SONGS. 

We  laugh  to  scorn  his  cruel  pow'r, 
While  by  our  Shepherd's  side ; 

The  sheep  he  never  can  devour, 
Unless  he  first  divide. 

0  do  not  suffer  him  to  part 
The  souls  that  here  agree : 

But  make  us  of  one  mind  and  heart, 
And  keep  us  one  in  thee ! 

Together  let  us  sweetly  live, 

Together  let  us  die ; 
And  each  a  starry  crown  receive, 

And  reign  in  worlds  on  high ! 


SONG  178.       C.  M. 

For  me,  0  did  my  Saviour  bleed, 
And  did  my  Sov'reign  die ! 

Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I ! 

Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done 
He  groan'd  upon  the  tree  ? 

Amazing  pity,  grace  unknown, 
And  love  beyond  degree. 

Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ,  the  Lord,  was  crucified, 

For  man,  the  rebel's  sin. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  271 

Thus  might  I  hide  my  blushing  face, 
While  his  dear  cross  appears ; 

Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness, 
And  melt  my  eyes  to  tears. 

But  tears  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe  ; 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away, 

'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

SONG  179.       L.  M. 

And  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love  ? 

Such  let  our  conversation  be : 
The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove — 

"Wisdom  and  meek  simplicity. 

Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  and  tongues  to 
strife, 

To  Jesus  let  us  lift  our  eyes, 

Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life. 

0  how  benevolent  and  kind ! 

How  mild  !  how  ready  to  forgive  I 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 

And  these  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

To  do  his  heav'nly  Father's  will 
"Was  his  enjoyment  and  delight; 

Humility,  and  love,  and  zeal, 

Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright. 


272  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came, 
The  labors  of  his  life  were  love — 

0 1  if  we  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
Let  his  divine  example  move. 

But  ah !  how  blind,  how  weak  we  are ! 

How  frail,  how  apt  to  turn  aside ! 
Lord,  we  depend  upon  thy  care ; 

0  may  thy  Spirit  be  our  guide ! 

Thy  fair  example  may  we  trace, 
To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  be ; 

Make  us,  by  thy  transforming  grace 
Lord  Jesus,  daily  more  like  thee. 


SONG  180.       C.  M. 

Go  on,  you  pilgrims,  while  below, 
In  the  sure  path  of  peace, 

Determin'd  nothing  else  to  know 
But  Jesus  and  his  grace. 

Observe  your  leader,  follow  him  ; 

He  through  this  world  has  been ; 
Often  revil'd  ;  but  like  a  lamb 

Did  ne'er  revile  again. 

0 !  take  the  pattern  he  has  giv'n, 

And  love  your  enemies  ; 
And  learn  the  only  way  to  heav'n 

Through  self-denial  lies. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  273 

Remember  you  must  watch  and  pray 
While  journeying  on  the  road, 

Lest  you  should  fall  out  by  the  way, 
And  wound  the  cause  of  God. 

Contend  for  nothing  but  the  fruit 
That  feeds  th'  immortal  mind  ; 

For  fruitless  leaves  no  more  dispute, 
But  leave  them  to  the  wind. 

Go  on  rejoicing  night  and  day, 

Your  crown  is  yet  before, 
Defy  the  trials  of  the  way, 

The  storm  will  soon  be  o'er. 

Soon  we  shall  reach  the  promis'd  land, 

With  all  the  ransom'd  race, 
And  join  with  all  the  glorious  band, 

To  sing  redeeming  grace. 

There  shall  we  meet  to  sing  God's  praise, 

And  all  his  wonders  tell, 
And  triumph  in  redeeming  grace; 

So,  brethren,  fare  you  well. 


SONG  181.        C.  M. 

Come,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast 
A  thousand  thoughts  revolve; 

Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  oppressed, 
And  make  this  last  resolve:  — 
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274  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 
Has  like  a  mountain  rose ; 

His  kingdom  now  I'll  enter  in, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 

Humbly  I'll  bow  at  his  command, 
And  there  my  guilt  confess ; 

I'll  own  I  am  a  wretch  undone 
Without  his  sovereign  grace. 

Surely  he  will  accept  my  plea, 
For  he  has  bid  me  come ; 

Forthwith  I'll  rise,  and  to  him  flee, 
For  yet,  he  says,  there's  room. 

I  cannot  perish  if  I  go ; 

I  am  resolv'd  to  try : 
For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know 

I  must  for  ever  die. 


SONG  182.       C.  M. 

How  much  the  drooping  hearts  reviv6 
Of  those  who  fear  the  Lord, 

When  sinners  dead  arc-  made  alive 
By  his  reviving  word ! 

The  servants  of  the  Lord  rejoice, 
When  souls  receive  the  word — 

When  ransom'd  sinners  hear  his  voice, 
Return  and  love  the  Lord. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  275 

The  church  of  God  their  praises  join, 

And  of  salvation  sing  ; 
They  glorify  the  grace  divine 

Of  their  victorious  King. 

In  heav'n  above,  th'  angelic  throng 

Around  the  throne  rejoice  ; 
But  sinners  sav'd  should  swell  the  song 

With  loudest,  sweetest  voice.. 


SOXG  183.       C.  M. 

Since  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  ev'ry  fear, 

And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

Should  earth  against  my  soul  engage, 
And  hellish  darts  be  hurPd, 

Then  I  would  smile  at  Satan's  rage, 
And  face  a  frowning  world. 

Let  cares,  like  a  wild  deluge,  come, 
And  storms  of  sorrow  fall, 

May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heav'n,  my  all. 

There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest ; 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 

Across  my  peaceful  breast. 


27G  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

SONG  184.       P.  M. 

If  life's  pleasures  charm  you,  give  them  not 

your  heart, 
Lest  the  gift  ensnare  you  from  your  God  to  part; 
Hi*  favor  seek,  his  praises  speak; 

Fix  here  your  hope's  foundation; 
Serve  hira,  and  he  will  ever  be 
The  Rock  of  your  Salvation. 

If  distress  befall  you,  painful  though  it  be, 
Let  not  grief  appal  you — to  your  Saviour  flee; 
He  ever  near,  your  pray'r  will  hear, 

And  calm  your  perturbation  ; 
The  waves  of  woe  shall  ne'er  o'erflow 
The  Rock  of  your  Salvation. 

When  earth's  prospect  fail  you,  let  it  not  distress, 
Better  comforts  wait  you — Christ  will  surely  bless; 
To  Jesus  flee — your  prop  he'll  be, 

Your  heav'nly  consolation ; 
For  griefs  below  cannot  o'erthrow 
The  Rock  of  your  Salvation. 

Dangers  may  approach  you,  let  them  not  alarm; 
Christ  will  ever  watch  you,  and  protect  from  harm. 
He  near  you  stands,  with  mighty  hands 

To  ward  off  each  temptation; 
To  Jesus  fly ;  he's  ever  nigh, 
The  Rock  of  your  Salvation. 

Let  not  death  alarm  you,  shrink  not  from  his  blow ; 
For  your  God  shall  arm  you,  and  victory  bestow 
For  death  shall  bring  to  you  no  sting, 

The  grave  no  desolation  : 
'Tis  sweet  to  die  with  Jesus  nigh, 
The  Rock  of  your  Salvation. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  277 

SONG  185.       C.  M. 

Rise,  0  my  soul !  pursue  the  path 

By  ancient  heroes  trod ; 
Ambitious  view  those  holy  men, 

Who  liv'd  and  walk'd  with  God. 
Though  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  ear, 

And  in  example  live  ; 
Their  faith,  and  hope,  and  mighty  deeds, 

Still  fresh  instruction  give. 
'Twas  through  the  Lamb's  most  precious 

They  conquer'd  ev;ry  foe  ;  [blood 

And  to  his  pow'r  and  matchless  grace 

Their  crowns  and  honor  owe. 
Lord,  may  we  ever  keep  in  view 

The  patterns  thou  hast  giv'n, 
And  ne'er  forsake  the  blessed  road 

Which  led  them  safe  to  heav'n. 

SONG  186.       C.  M. 

Oor  souls  are  in  the  Saviour's  hand, 

And  he  will  keep  them  still, 
And  you  and  I  shall  surely  stand 

With  him  on  Zion's  hill. 

Him  eye  to  eye  we  there  shall  see, 
Our  face  like  his  shall  shine ; 

0  !  what  a  glorious  company, 
When  saints  and  angels  join ! 


278  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

0 !  what  a  joyful  meeting  there ! 

In  robes  of  white  array: 
Palms  in  our  hands  we  all  shall  bear, 

And  crowns  that  ne'er  decay  1 

When  we've  been  there  ten  thousand  years 

Bright  shining  as  the  sun, 
We've  no  less  days  to  sing  God's  praise, 

Than  when  we  first  begun. 

Then  let  us  hasten  to  the  day 
When  all  shall  be  brought  home : 

Come,  0  Redeemer  !  come  away  ! 
0  Jesus  !  quickly  come  ! 


SOXG  187.       irk 

I  would  not  live  always :  I  ask  not  to  stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the  way, 
The  few  cloudy  mornings  that  dawn  on  us  here, 
Are  enough  fur  life's  woes,full  enough  for  its  cheer. 

I  would  not  live  always :  no — welcome  the  tomb, 
Since  Jesus  has  lain  there,  I'll  enter  its  gloom; 
There  sweet  be  my  rest  till  he  bid  me  arise, 
To  hail  him  in  triumph  descending  the  skies. 

Who,  who  would  live  always  away  from  his  God- 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode : 
Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er  the  bright 

plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns  ? 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  279 

Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to  greet; 
While  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  feast  of  the  soul. 


SONG  188.       L.  M. 

Jesus,  and  shall  it  ever  be, 
A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee  : 
Asham'd  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise. 
Whose  glory  shines  through  endless  days. 

Asham'd  of  Jesus  !     Sooner  far 
Let  ev'ning  blush  to  own  a  star ! 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

Asham'd  of  Jesus  !     Just  as  soon 
Let  morning  be  asham'd  of  noon  : 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul,  till  he, 
Bright  Morning  Star,  bid  darkness  flee. 

Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  that  dear  friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  oi%  heav'n  depend) 
No!  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

Asham'd  of  Jesus  !     Yes,  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away, 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 


280  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain— 
Till  then  I'll  boast  a  Saviour  slain ! 
And  0  !  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  asham'd  of  me  J 

SONG  189.       L.  M. 

Lord,  we  adore  thy  conq'ring  grace, 
Which  crowns  the  gospel  with  success, 
Subjecting  rebels  to  thy  yoke, 
And  bringing  to  the  fold  thy  flock. 

May  those  who  have  thy  truth  confess'd, 
As  their  own  faith,  and  hope,  and  rest, 
From  day  to  day  still  more  increase 
In  faith,  in  love,  in  holiness ! 

As  living  members  may  they  share 
The  joys  and  griefs  which  others  bear, 
And  active  in  their  stations  prove, 
In  all  the  offices  of  love. 

From  all  temptations  now  defend, 
And  keep  them  steadfast  to  the  end ; 
While  in  thy  house  they  still  improve, 
Until  they  join  the  church  above  ! 

SONG  190.       L.  Iff. 

Come,  you  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
AVho  are  from  sin  and  bondage  freed, 
Submit  to  all  the  ways  of  God, 
And  walk  the  narrow,  happy  road. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  281 


Were  all  united  heart  and  hand, 

Join'd  in  one  band  completely  ; 
We're  marching  through  ImmauueVs  landt 

Where  waters  flow  most  sweetly. 

Great  tribulation  you  shall  meet, 
But  soon  shall  walk  the  golden  street; 
Though  hell  may  rage  and  vent  its  spite, 
Yet  Christ  will  save  his  heart's  delight 

That  happy  day  will  soon  appear, 
When  Michael's  trumpet  you  shall  hear 
Sound  through  the  earth — yea,  down  to  hell, 
And  call  the  nations  great  and  small. 

Behold  the  world  in  burning  flames  ! 
The  trumpet  louder  still  proclaims : 
The  world  must  hear  and  know  her  doom; 
The  separation  day  has  come. 

Behold  the  righteous  marching  home, 

And  all  the  angels  bid  them  come, 

While  Christ  the  Judge  these  words  proclaims, 

"  Here  come  my  saints — I  own  their  names  I" 

"You  everlasting  gates,  fly  wide, 
Make  ready  to  receive  my  bride  ; 
You  harps  of  heav'n,  now  sound  aloud, 
Here  come  the  ransom'd  by  my  blood \" 

In  grandeur  see  the  royal  line, 
In  glitt'ring  robes  the  sun  outshine  ! 
See  saints  and  angels  join  in  one, 
And  march  in  splendor  to  the  throne. 


282  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

They  stand,  and  wonder,  and  look  on: 
They  join  in  one  eternal  song, 
Their  great  Redeemer  to  admire, 
While  rapture  sets  their  soul  on  fire. 

SOXG  191.       C.  M. 

Awake,  you  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes, 

And  raise  your  voices  high  ; 
Awake,  and  praise  that  sov'reign  love 

That  shows  salvation  nigh. 

On  all  the  wings  of  time  it  flies; 

Each  moment  brings  it  near ; 
Then  welcome  each  declining  day 

Welcome  each  closing  year ! 

Not  many  years  their  round  shall  run, 

Not  many  mornings  rise, 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  reveal'd 

To  our  admiring  e}es. 

You  wheels  of  nature,  speed  your  course ; 

You  mortal  pow'rs,  decay  ; 
Fast  as  you  bring  the  night  of  death, 

You  bring  eternal  day. 

SOXG  192.       L.  If. 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives : 
What  comfort  this  sweet  sentence  gives ! 
He  lives,  he  lives  who  once  was  dead, 
He  lives,  my  ever-living  head ! 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  283 

He  lives  to  bless  me  with  his  love, 
He  lives  to  plead  for  me  above, 
He  lives  my  hungry  soul  to  feed, 
He  lives  to  bless  in  time  of  need. 

He  lives  to  grant  me  rich  supply, 
He  lives  to  guide  me  with  his  eye, 
He  lives  to  comfort  me  when  faint, 
He  lives  to  hear  my  soul's  complaint. 

He  lives,  my  kind,  wise,  heav'nly  friend, 
He  lives,  and  loves  me  to  the  end  ; 
He  lives,  and  while  he  lives  I'll  sing, 
He  lives,  my  Prophet,  Priest  and  King! 

He  lives,  and  grants  me  daily  breath  ; 
He  lives,  and  I  shall  conquer  death ; 
He  lives  my  mansion  to  prepare, 
He  lives  to  bring  me  safely  there. 

He  lives,  all  glory  to  his  name ! 
He  lives,  my  Jesus,  still  the  same ! 

0  the  sweet  joy  this  sentence  gives — 

1  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives ! 


284  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

12bangelt)ing  or  Recruiting  Songs, 
soxg  193.     H.  M. 

Blow  you  the  trumpet,  blow 
The  gladly  solemn  sound  ! 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 
To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
The  year  of  jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  you  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, 

The  sin-atoning  Lamb: 
Redemption  by  his  blood 

Through  all  the  world  proclaim : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  you  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 

Propitiation  made: 
You  weary  spirits,  rest, 

You  mournful  souls,  be  glad : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come: 
Return,  you  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

You  slaves  of  sin  and  hell, 

Your  liberty  receive: 
And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell, 
And  bless'd  in  Jesus  live : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come; 
Return,  you  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 


SPIRITUAL   BONO&  288 

You  bankrupt  debtors,  know 

The  wondrous  grace  of  heav'n  ; 
Though  sums  immense  you  owe, 
A  free  discharge  is  giv'n: 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  : 
Return,  you  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

You  who  have  sold  for  naught 

The  heritage  above. 
Shall  have  it  back  unbought, 
The  gift  of  Jesus'  love: 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  you  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

The  gospel  trumpet  hear, 

The  news  of  heav'nly  grace ; 
And,  sav'd  from  earth,  appear 
Before  your  Saviour's  face  : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come  ; 
Return,  you  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 


SOXG   19-1.         S*s,  7%  and  4's. 

Come,  you  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 
Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore; 

Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 
Full  of  pity,  love,  and  pow'r  : 

He  is  able, 
He  is  willing — doubt  no  more. 


286  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream ; 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth, 

Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him ; 
This  he  gives  you, 

'Tis  the  Saviour's  rising  beam. 
Come,  you  weary,  heavy  laden, 

Bruis'd  and  mangled  by  the  fall ; 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 

You  will  never  come  at  all. 
Not  the  righteous — 

Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 
Agonizing  in  the  garden, 

Lo  !  your  Saviour  prostrate  lies  ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him ! 

Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 
"  It  is  finish'd  I" 

Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice  ? 
Lo  !  the  rising  Lord,  ascending, 

Pleads  the  virtue  of  his  blocd : 
Venture  on  him,  venture  freely, 

Let  no  other  trust  intrude : 
None  but  Jesus 

Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 
Saints  and  angels,  join'd  in  concert, 

Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb, 
While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 

Sweetly  echo  to  his  name : 
Hallelujah! 

Sinners  now  his  love  proclaim. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  287 

SOXG  195.       C.  M. 

C>  {that  amazing  words  of  grace 

Are  in  the  gospel  found ! 
Suited  to  ev'ry  sinner's  case, 

Who  hears  the  joyful  sound. 
Poor,  sinful,  thirsty,  fainting  souls, 

Are  freely  welcome  here ; 
Salvation  like  a  river  rolls, 

Abundant,  free,  and  clear. 
Come  then  with  all  your  wants  and  wounds ; 

Your  er'ry  burden  bring ; 
Here  love,  unchanging  love,  abounds — 

A  deep  celestial  spring  ! 
Whoever  will  (0  gracious  word  !) 

Shall  of  this  stream  partake ; 
Come,  thirsty  souls,  and  bless  the  Lord, 

And  drink  for  Jesus'  sake ! 
Millions  of  sinners,  vile  as  you, 

Have  here  found  life  and  peace ! 
Come,  then,  and  prove  its  virtues  too, 

And  drink,  adore,  and  bless. 

SOXG  196.       C.  M. 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  foll'wer  of  the  Lamb? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 

Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 


288  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flow'ry  beds  of  ease. 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize 

And  saiFd  through  bloody  seas  ? 

Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 

To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

Since  I  must  fight  if  I  would  reign ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord ! 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 

Supported  by  thy  word. 

Thy  saints  in  all  this  glorious  war 
Shall  conquer  though  they  die ; 

They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  seize  it  with  their  eye. 

When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 
And  all  thine  armies  shine 

In  robes  of  vict'ry  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 


song  197.     c.  if. 

How  free  and  boundless  is  the  grace 

Of  our  redeeming  God  ! 
Extending  to  the  Greek  and  Jew, 

And  men  of  ev'ry  blood. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  289 

The  mightiest  king,  the  meanest  slave, 

May  his  rich  mercy  taste  ; 
He  bids  the  beggar  and  the  prince 

Come  to  the  gospel  feast. 

None  are  excluded  thence,  but  those 
Who  do  themselves  exclude  ; 

Welcome  the  learned  and  polite, 
The  ignorant  and  rude. 

Come   then,  you  men  of  ev'ry  name, 

Of  ev'ry  tribe  and  tongue : 
What  you  are  willing  to  receive 

May  unto  you  belong. 


SONG  198.       C.  M. 

Let  ev'ry  mortal  ear  attend, 

And  ev'ry  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds 

With  an  inviting  voice : — 

Ho  !  all  you  hungry,  starving  souls, 
Who  feed  upon  the  wind, 

And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  till  an  empty  mind  : 

Eternal  wisdom  has  prepaid 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 

The  rich  provision  taste. 
19 


290  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Ho  !  you  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die, 
Here  may  you  quench  your  raging  thirst 

With  springs  that  never  dry. 

Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 

In  a  rich  ocean  join  ; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 

Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine. 

Great  God  !  the  treasures  of  thy  love 

Are  everlasting  mines, 
Deep  as  our  helpless  miseries  are, 

And  boundless  as  our  sins. 

The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day : 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 

And  drive  our  wants  away. 


SONG  199.       C.  M. 

Jesus,  thy  blessings  are  not  few, 

Nor  is  thy  gospel  weak  ; 
Thy  grace  can  melt  the  stubborn  Jew, 

And  heal  the  dying  Greek. 

Wide  as  the  reach  of  Satan's  rage 

Does  thy  salvation  flow : 
'Tis  not  confin'd  to  sex  nor  age, 

The  lofty  nor  the  low. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  291 

<corne,  all  you  wretched  sinners,  come, 

He'll  form  your  souls  an 
His  gospel  and  his  heart  have  room 

For  rebels  such  as  you. 

His  doctrine  is  almighty  love, 

There's  virtue  in  his  name 
To  turn  a  raven  to  a  dove, 

A  lion  to  a  lamb. 

Come,  then,  accept  the  offer'd  grace, 

And  make  no  more  delay  ; 
His  love  will  all  your  guilt  efface, 

And  soothe  your  fears  away. 


SOXG  200.       C.  M. 

The  King  of  heav'n  his  table  spreads, 
And  dainties  crown  the  board ; 

Not  Paradise,  with  all  its  joys, 
Could  such  delights  afford. 

Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men, 

And  endless  life  are  giv'n, 
Through  the  rich  blood  that  Jesus  shed, 

To  raise  our  souls  to  heav'n. 

You  hungry  poor,  that  long  have  stray'd 

In  sin's  dark  mazes,  come ; 
Come  from  your  most  obscure  retreat, 

And  grace  shall  find  you  room. 


292  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Millions  of  souls  in  glory  now 
Were  fed  and  feasted  here ; 

And  millions  more  still  on  the  "way 
Around  the  board  appear. 

Yet  are  his  heart  and  house  so  large, 
That  millions  more  may  come : 

Nor  could  the  whole  assembled  world 
O'erfill  the  spacious  room. 

All  things  are  ready :  come  away, 

Nor  weak  excuses  frame ; 
Crowd  to  your  places  at  the  feast, 

And  bless  the  Founder's  name. 


SONG  201.       L.  M. 

Whene'er  a  sinner  turns  to  God, 
With  contrite  heart  and  flowing  eyea, 

The  happy  news  makes  angels  smile, 
And  tell  their  joys  above  the  skies. 

Well  may  the  church  below  rejoice, 
And  echo  back  the  heav'nly  sound ; 

This  soul  was  dead,  but  now's  alive ; 
This  sheep  was  lost,  but  now  is  found. 

Glory  to  God  on  high  be  giv'n, 
For  his  unbounded  love  to  men ; 

Let  saints  below  and  saints  above 
In  concert  join  the  loud  Amen! 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  293 

SONG  202.      L.  M. 

Come,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distress'd, 
Come,  and  accept  the  proffer'd  rest ; 
The  Saviour's  gracious  call  obey, 
And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

Oppress'd  with  guilt,  a  heavy  load, 
0  !  come  and  spread  your  woes  abroad ; 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love, 
"Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows 
To  cleanse  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes; 
Pardon,  and  life,  and  endless  peace, 
How  rich  the  gift,  how  free  the  grace ! 

Lord,  we  accept  with  thankful  heart 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart : 
We  come  with  trembling,  yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  thy  kind  inviting  voice. 

song  203.     r*. 

"What  could  your  Redeemer  do 
More  than  he  has  done  for  you  ? 
To  procure  your  peace  with  God, 
Could  he  more  than  shed  his  blood? 
After  all  this  flow  of  love, 
All  his  drawings  from  above, 
"Why  will  you  your  Lord  deny  ? 
"Why  will  you  resolve  to  die  ? 


294  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Turn,  he  cries,  0  sinner,  turn ! 
By  his  lcve  your  God  makes  known 
He  would  have  you  turn  and  live, 
He  would  all  the  world  receive. 
If  your  death  were  his  delight, 
Would  he  thus  to  life  invite  ? 
Would  he  ask,  beseech,  and  cry, 
Why  will  you  resolve  to  die  ? 
Sinners,  turn  while  God  is  near ! 
He  has  left  you  naught  to  fear : 
Now,  e'en  now,  your  Saviour  stands, 
All  day  long  he  spreads  his  hands : 
Cries,  "  You  will  not  happy  be, 
No,  you  will  not  come  to  me ; 
Me,  who  life  to  none  deny — 
Why  will  you  resolve  to  die  V 
Can  you  doubt  that  God  is  love, 
Who  thus  calls  you  from  above  ? 
Will  you  not  his  word  receive  ? 
Will  you  not  his  oath  believe  ? 
See,  the  suffering  Lord  appears : 
Jesus  weeps — believe  his  tears  ! 
Mingled  with  his  blood,  they  cry 
"Why  will  you  resolve  to  die?" 

SOXG  204.       L.  M. 
Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
The  time  t'  insure  the  great  reward, 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
0  hasten,  singer,  to  return  ! 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  295 

Life  is  the  hour  that  God  has  giv'n 
To  'scape  from  hell  and  fly  to  heav'n, 
The  day  of  grace,  when  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day. 

The  living  know  that  they  must  die, 
Beneath  the  clods  their  dust  must  lie  ; 
Then  have  no  share  in  all  that's  done 
Beneath  the  circle  of  the  sun. 

Then  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do, 
My  hands,  with  all  your  might  pursue : 
Since  no  device  nor  work  is  found, 
Nor  faith  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground. 

There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  pass'd 
In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste ; 
0  may  we  all  receive  thy  grace, 
And  see  with  joy  thy  smiling  face. 


SOXG  205.       7's  and  6'b. 

Come,  tell  me,  wand'ring  sinner, 
Say  whither  do  you  roam, 

O'er  this  wide  world  a  stranger- 
Have  you  no  Saviour  known '( 

lie  calls  you  to  his  bosom, 
But,  ah  !  you  still  delay : 

He'll  fit  your  soul  for  heaven, 
And  guide  you  in  the  way. 


296  SPIRITUAL   SONGS- 

Now  angels  are  attending 

To  waft  the  news  above, 
Your  Saviour  still  presenting 

The  joys  of  pard'ning  love ; 
0 !  come,  accept  the  offer 

Of  pardon  and  free  grace, 
And  own  his  mighty  power 

In  songs  of  love  and  praise. 

He  will  remove  your  sorrow, 

And  grace  and  peace  bestow ; 
Then  leave  not  till  to-morrow 

The  joy  he  offers  now. 
This  is  the  time  accepted : 

0  may  redeeming  love, 
No  more  by  you  rejected, 

Your  lasting  solace  prove. 


SONG  206.       L.  If. 

To-day,  if  you  will  hear  his  voice, 
Now  is  the  time  to  make  your  choice ; 
Say,  will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go  ? 
Say,  will  you  come  to  Christ  or  no  ? 

Say,  will  you  be  for  ever  blest, 
And  with  this  glorious  Jesus  rest? 
Will  you  be  sav'd  from  guilt  and  pain  ? 
Will  you  with  Christ  for  ever  reign  ? 


SPIRITUAL    SOXGS.  297 

Make  now  your  choice,  and  halt  no  more; 
He  now  is  waiting  for  the  r 
Say,  now,  poor  souls,  what  will  you  do  ? 
Say,  will  you  come  to  Chr 
Fathers  and  sons  f  jT  ruin  bound, 
Amidst  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 
Gome,  go  with  us,  and  seek  to  prove 
The  joys  of  Christ's  redeeming  love. 
Matrons  and  maids,  we  look  to  j 
m  resolv'd  to  perish,  too? 
To  rush  in  carnal  pleasures  on, 
And  sink  in  flaming  ruin  d 
Once  more  we  ask  you  in  his  name, 

:  know  his  love  remains  the  same,) 
Say,  will  you  to  Moux: 
Say,  will  you  come  to  Christ  or  no  ? 

207.    p.  m. 

Hear  the  royal  proclamation, 

The  glad  tidings  of  salvation, 

Publishing  to  ev'ry  creature, 

To  the  ruin'd  sons  of  nature, 

Jesus  reigns — he  reigns  victorious, 
Over  heaven  and  earth  most  glorious! 
Jesus  reigns 
the  royal  banners  flyir  * 

Hear  the  heralds  loudly  cr 

Now  is  offered  by  the  S 


298  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Hear,  0  sons  of  wrath  and  ruin, 
Who  have  wrought  your  own  undoing, 
Here  are  life  and  free  salvation 
Offered  to  the  whole  creation. 

'Twas  for  you  that  Jesus  died, 
And  for  you  was  crucified, 
Conquered  death,  and  rose  to  heaven ; 
Endless  life  through  him  is  given. 

Here  is  wine,  and  milk,  and  honey, 
Come  and  purchase  without  money, 
Mercy  like  a  flowing  fountain 
Streaming  from  the  holy  mountain. 

For  this  love  let  rocks  and  mountains, 
Silver  streams  and  crystal  fountains, 
Roaring  thunders,  lightning's  blazes, 
Shout  the  great  Messiah's  praises. 

Shout,  you  tongues  of  ev'ry  nation, 
To  the  bounds  of  the  creation, 
Shout  the  praise  of  Judah's  Lion, 
The  Almighty  King  of  Zion. 

Shout,  0  saints!  make  joyful  mention, 
Christ  has  purchas'd  our  redemption ; 
Angels,  shout  the  joyful  story, 
Through  the  brighter  worlds  of  glory. 

Chorus — Jesus  reigm>  &c. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  299 


SOXG  208.       C.  M. 

On  Zion,  his  own  holy  mount, 

God  has  a  feast  prepared, 
And  Israel's  sons  and  Gentile  lands 

Have  in  the  banquet  shar'd. 

Marrow  and  fatness  are  the  food 
His  bounteous  hand  bestows  ; 

Wine  on  the  lees,  and  well  refin'd, 
In  rich  abundance  flows. 

See  to  the  vilest  of  the  vile 

A  free  acceptance  giv'n  ! 
See  rebels  by  adopting  grace 

Sit  with  the  heirs  of  heav'n  ! 

The  pain'd,  the  sick,  the  dying  now 

To  ease  and  health  restor'd, 
With  eager  appetites  partake 

The  dainties  of  the  board. 

But  0  !  what  pleasant  draughts  unknown, 
What  dainties  shall  be  giv'n, 

When  with  the  myriads  round  the  throne* 
We  join  the  feast  of  heav'n ! 

There  joys  immeasurably  high 

Shall  overflow  the  soul ; 
And  springs  of  life,  that  never  dry, 

In  thousand  channels  roll. 


300  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

SONG  209.       S.  M. 

Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 

Now  is  the  day  of  grace  ; 
Now,  sinners,  come,  without  delay, 

And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 

Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 

The  Saviour  calls  to-day ; 
To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late — 

Then  why  should  you  delay  ? 

Now  is  th'  accepted  time, 

The  gospel  bids  you  come ; 
And  ev'ry  promise  in  his  word 

Declares  there  yet  is  room. 

SONG  210.       L.  M. 

Wisdom  divine  ordain'd  the  plan 
To  save  rebellious,  fallen  man  ; 
Attend,  you  sons  of  men,  give  ear  ; 
The  righteousness  of  God  is  near. 

The  Saviour  sends  the  heralds  forth, 
From  east  to  west,  from  south  to  north, 
Go  preach  to  all — to  Israel  first, 
Believe,  repent,  and  be  immers'd. 

In  spirit  Peter  preach'd  aloud 
To  the  astonish'd,  listening  crowd  ; 
Convinc'd,  they  cry — What  shall  we  do 
T'  escape  from  everlasting  wo  ? 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  301 

Reform,  he  cried — in  Jesus'  name 
Be  all  immers'd,  despise  the  shame ; 
Remission  full  the  Lord  will  give, 
The  Spirit,  too,  you  shall  receive. 

This  is  the  way  ordain' d  by  God 
To  enter  his  divine  abode — 
His  church  on  earth — come,  enter  in, 
No  longer  serve  the  tyrant,  sin. 

Haste  and  escape  the  threatening  storm, 
Believe  in  Jesus,  and  reform  ; 
Rise — be  immers'd  without  delay, 
And  wash  your  num'rous  sins  away. 


SONG  211.       L.  M. 

Come,  sinners,  to  the  gospel  feast, 
Let  ev'ry  soul  be  Jesus'  guest ; 
You  need  not  one  be  left  behind, 
For  God  has  bidden  all  mankind. 

Hark !  'tis  the  Saviour's  gracious  call, 
The  invitation  is  to  all ; 
Come,  all  the  world — come,  sinner,  thou ; 
All  things  in  Christ  are  ready  now. 

Come,  all  you  souls  by  sin  oppress'd, 
You  weary  wand'rers  after  rest ; 
You  poor,  and  maim'd,  and  halt,  and  blind, 
In  Christ  a  hearty  welcome  find. 


302  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

The  message,  as  from  God,  receive, 
You  all  may  come  to  Christ  and  live ; 
0  let  his  love  your  hearts  constrain, 
Nor  suffer  him  to  call  in  vain. 

This  is  the  time — no  more  delay ; 
The  Saviour  calls  you  all  to-day : 
0  may  his  call  effectual  prove ! 
Accept  the  offers  of  his  love ! 


SONG   212.        7'sand6's. 

Stop,  poor  sinner,  stop  and  think, 

Before  you  farther  go  ! 
Will  you  sport  upon  the  brink 

Of  everlasting  wo  ? 
All  your  sins  will  round  you  crowd, 

Sins  of  a  crimson  dye  ; 
Each  for  vengeance  crying  loud, 

And  what  can  you  reply  ? 

Say,  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 

That  you  his  will  oppose  ? 
Fear  you  not  that  iron  rod 

With  which  he  breaks  his  foes  ? 
Can  you  stand  in  that  dread  day, 

When  judgment  he'll  proclaim, 
And  the  earth  shall  melt  away 

Like  wax  before  the  flame  ? 


SPIRITUAL    SOXGS.  303 

Though  your  hearts  be  made  of  steel, 

Your  forehead  lin'd  with  brass, 
God  at  length  will  make  you  feel, 

He  will  not  let  you  pass : 
Sinners  then  in  vain  will  call, 

Who  now  despise  his  grace, 
"  Rocks  and  mountains,  on  us  fall, 

And  hide  us  from  his  face  ln 

But  as  yet  there  is  a  hope, 

You  may  his  mercy  know ; 
Though  his  arm  be  lifted  up, 

He  still  forbears  the  blow ; 
'Twas  for  sinners  Jesus  died, 

Sinners  he  invites  to  come  ; 
None  who  come  shall  be  denied, 

He  says,  "  There  still  is  room." 


SOXG  213.       7's. 

Sixxers,  turn — why  will  you  die  ? 
God,  your  Maker,  asks  you  why : 
God,  who  did  your  being  give, 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live. 

Sinners,  turn — why  will  you  die  ? 
Christ,  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why: 
He,  who  did  your  souls  retrieve, 
He,  who  died  that  you  might  live. 


304  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain? 
Crucify  your  Lord  again  ? 
Why — you  ransom'd  sinners — why 
Will  you  slight  his  grace  and  die? 

Will  you  not  his  grace  receive  ? 
Will  you  still  refuse  to  live  ? 
Oh  !  you  dying  sinners,  why — 
Why  will  you  for  ever  die  ? 


SONG  214.       7'b. 

Come,  you  weary  sinners,  come — 
All  who  feel  your  heavy  load ; 

Jesus  calls  the  wand'rers  home ; 
Hasten  to  your  pard'ning  God. 

Come,  you  guilty  souls,  oppress'd, 
Answer  to  the  Saviour's  call ; 

Come,  and  I  will  give  you  rest ; 
Come,  and  be  delivered  all. 

Hear  the  great  Redeemer  call  you ; 

Cease  to  heave  the  plaintive  sigh ; 
Let  not  guilt  or  fear  enthral  you ; 

Come,  and  you  shall  never  die. 

If  by  sin  or  sore  temptation 
You  are  weary  and  oppress'd, 

Hear  the  Saviour's  invitation, 
"  Come,  and  I  will  give  you  rest." 


SPIRITUAL    SOXGS.  305 

SONG  215.     nv. 

Delay  not,  delay  not,  0  sinner,  draw  near, 
The  waters  of  life  are  now  flowing  for  thee ; 

No  price  is  demanded,  the  Saviour  is  here, 
Redemption  is  purchas'd — salvation  is  free. 

Delay  not,  delay  not !  why  longer  abuso 

The  love  and  compassion  of  Jesus  our  Lord  ! 

A  fountain  is  open'd;  how  canst  thou  refuse 
To  wash  and  be  cleans'd  in  his  pardoning  blood  ? 

Delay  not,  delay  not !  0  sinner,  to  come ; 

For  mercy  still  lingers,  and  calls  thee  to-day; 
Her  voice  is  not  heard  in  the  vale  of  the  tomb ; 

Her  message,  unheeded,  will  soon  pass  away. 

Delay  not,  delay  not !  the  Spirit  of  grace, 
Long  grieved  and  resisted,entreats  thee  to  come; 

Beware,  lest  in  darkness  thou  finish  thy  race, 
And  sink  to  the  vale  of  eternity's  gloom. 

Delay  not,  delay  not!  the  hour  is  at  hand, 
The  earth  shall  dissolve  and  the  heavens  shall 
fade, 
The  dead,  small  and   great,  in    the  judgment 
shall  stand; 
What  pow'r,  then,  0  sinner,  shall  lend  the$ 
its  aid? 

SOXG  216.       7's. 

Sinners,  come  and  taste  with  me 
Consolation  rich  and  free, 
From  our  wealthy  Father's  board 
With  the  rarest  dainties  stored. 
20 


306  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Wherefore  should  we  feast  alone  ? 
God  invites  you  ev'ry  one  ; 
All  that  come  of  free  good  will, 
Make  the  banquet  sweeter  still. 
Come,  0  come  to  mercy's  door ; 
Christ  receiveth  all  the  poor ; 
Jesus  gives  a  glorious  share ; 
To  his  banquet,  then,  repair. 

SONG  21 7.        8's,  7's,  and  4's. 

What,  poor  sinner,  means  this  sadness  ? 

Wherefore  art  thou  thus  cast  down  ? 
Let  thy  grief  be  turn'd  to  gladness, 

Bid  thy  restless  fears  be  gone  ;  ' 
Look  to  Jesus, 

And  rejoice  in  his  blest  name. 

Though  ten  thousand  ills  beset  thee, 
From  without  and  from  within, 

Jesus  never  will  forget  thee ; 
Only  turn  and  follow  him : 

He  is  faithful 
To  perform  his  gracious  word. 

SONG  218.         8's  and  7's. 

Sinners,  hear  your  Lord  and  Saviour, 
Hear  his  gracious  voice  to-day ; 

Turn  from  all  your  vain  behaviour ; 
0  repent,  return,  obey ! 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  307 

0  be  wise  before  you  languish 

On  the  bed  of  dying  strife  ; 
Endless  joy  or  endless  anguish 
Turns  upon  th'  events  of  life. 

Open,  now,  your  case  before  him, 
Bid  the  Saviour  welcome  in  ; 

0  receive  him  !    0  adore  him  ! 
Take  a  full  discharge  from  sin. 

-Come,  for  all  things  now  are  ready, 
Yet  there's  room  for  many  more ; 
0  you  blind,  you  lame,  you  needy, 
Come  to  wisdom's  boundless  store ! 


SOXG  219.       S.  M. 

Like  Noah's  weary  dove, 

That  soar'd  the  earth  around, 

But  not  a  resting-place  above 
The  cheerless  waters  found, — 

0  cease,  my  wand'ring  soul, 
On  restless  wing  to  roam ; 

All  the  wide  world  to  either  pole 
Has  not  for  thee  a  home. 

Behold  the  Ark  of  God, 
Behold  the  open  door  ;    . 

Hasten  to  gain  that  dear  abode, 
And  rove,  my  soul,  no  more. 


308  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

There  safe  thou  shalt  abide, 
There  sweet  shall  be  thy  rest, 

And  ev'ry  longing  satisfied, 
With  full  salvation  blest. 

And  when  the  waves  of  ire, 
Again  the  earth  shall  fill, 

The  ark  shall  ride  the  sea  of  fire, 
Then  rest  on  Zion's  hill. 


SONG  220.       C.  M. 

Lo !  Wisdom  stands  with  smiling  face, 

And  courts  us  to  her  arms ! 
Who  can  resist  the  wondrous  grace, 

And  slight  her  pow'rful  charms  ? 

She,  gen'rous,  holds  out  to  our  sight 

Riches  which  shall  endure ; 
Nor  sparkling  rabies  half  so  bright, 

Nor  finest  gold  so  pure. 

Eternal  pleasures  fill  her  train, 

Pleasures  that  never  cloy ; 
Come,  drink  of  bliss  unmix'd  with  pain, 

And  taste  celestial  joy. 

Immortal  crowns  she  now  displays, 
And  thrones  beyond  the  skies  ; 

Accept  her  blessings  while  she  stays, 
And  seize  the  glorious  prize. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  309 

SOXG  221.       C.  M. 

Ho  !  je  that  thirst,  a  living  fount 

For  you  is  open'd  wide — 
The  fount  that  gush'd  on  Calv'ry's  mount 

From  our  Redeemer's  side. 

Come,  seek  salvation  through  the  blood 

So  freely  pour'd  for  you ; 
0  leave  the  broad  and  downward  road 

That  leads  to  endless  woe. 

Come,  ye  who  long  in  vain  have  sought 

True  happiness  to  find, 
In  all  the  joys  of  earth  there's  naught 

Can  fill  th'  immortal  mind. 

Come,  and  partake  the  blessed  feast 
That  Christ  for  you  has  spread ; 

Not  all  the  treasures  of  the  east 
Can  buy  this  living  bread. 

Come,  join  the  humble,  happy  band, 

That  sing  redemption's  lay  ; 
With  them,  united  heart  and  hand, 

Pursue  the  heav'nly  way. 

soxg  222.     c.  m. 

Return,  0  wand'rer,  now  return ! 

And  seek  thy  Father's  face ; 
Those  new  desires  which  in  thee  burn 

Were  kindled  by  his  grace. 


310  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Return,  0  wand'rer,  now  return  ! 

He  hears  thy  humble  sigh ! 
He  sees  thy  soften'd  spirit  mount, 

When  no  one  else  is  nigh. 

Return,  0  wanderer,  now  return ! 

Thy  Saviour  bids  thee  live ; 
Go  to  his  feet,  and  grateful  learn 

How  freely  he'll  forgive. 

Return,  0  wand'rer,  now  return ! 

And  wipe  the  falling  tear  ; 
Thy  Father  calls — no  longer  mourn, 

;Tis  love  invites  thee  near. 


SONG  223.       C.  M. 

Ye  wretched,  hungry,  starving  poor, 

Behold  a  royal  feast, 
Where  mercy  spreads  her  bounteous  store 

For  ev'ry  humble  guest. 

See,  Jesus  stands  with  open  arras ; 

He  calls,  he  bids  you  come  ; 
Guilt  holds  you  back,  and  fear  alarms; 

But  see,  there  yet  is  room : 

Room  in  the  Savi©ur's  bleeding  heart; 

There  love  and  pity  meet ; 
Nor  will  he  bid  the  soul  depart 

That  trembles  at  his  feet. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  311 

0  come,  and  with  his  children  taste 

The  blessings  of  his  love, 
While  hope  attends  the  sweet  repast 

Of  nobler  joys  above. 

There,  with  united  heart  and  voice, 

Before  th'  eternal  throne, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  souls  rejoice 

In  ecstasies  unknown. 

And  yet  ten  thousand  thousand  more 

Are  welcome  still  to  come ; 
Ye  longing  souls,  the  grace  adore ; 

Approach — there  yet  is  room. 


SOXG   224.         8's,  t%  and  4's. 

Come,  you  poor  and  thirsty  sinners,    % 
To  the  living  waters  come ; 

Jesus  bids  you  come  and  welcome, 
And  declares  he'll  cast  out  none: 

Give  him  credit ; 
He's  Jehovah's  faithful  Son ! 

Hearken  to  the  Bride  and  Spirit, 
Seize  the  promises  divine  ; 

Without  money,  price,  or  merit, 
Buy  of  Jesus  milk  and  wine  ; 

His  rich  bounty 
Freely  take :  he  makes  it  thine. 


312  SriRITUAL    SONGS. 

Wherefore  toil  ye  still  for  nothing, 

Spend  your  strength  and  treasure  too? 

Joyfully  receive  the  blessing 
Which  his  lil/ral  hands  bestow; 

All  his  goodness 
Let  your  souls  delight  to  know. 


SONG  225.       ll's. 

Why  stand  you  here  idle,  my  friends,  ail  the  day  ? 
Your  moments,  so  fleeting,  will  soon  pass  away  \ 
All  things  are  provided  for  sinners  undone, 
And  you  are  invited  and  welcome  to  come. 

Here  mercy  and  pardon,  here  love  and  free  grac? ; 
Here  strong  consolation,  here  great  joy  and  peace ; 
Here  hope  for  the  hopeless — the  weary  find  rest ; 
Here  all  things  are  plenty  for  sinners  distress'd. 

Her«  wine,  milk,  and  honey,  are  plenty  in  store, 
Sufficient  for  thousands,  yea,  millions,  and  more; 
Here  balm  for  the  wounded,  here  strength  for  the 

weak ; 
Here  cordials  divine  are  prepared  for  the  sick. 

Here  armor  and  weapons  for  soldiers  to  wield ; 
A  breastplate,  a  helmet,  a  sword  and  a  shield; 
The  poor  receive  riches,  a  crown  for  the  head, 
Eternal  salvation  and  life  from  the  dead. 

0  come,  all  ye  needy,  ye  poor  and  distress'd, 
Partake  of  his  grace,  and  then  ever  be  bless'd; 
0  come  without  money  to  Jesus  and  buy ; 
Then  love  him,  and  praise  him,  for  ever  on  high* 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  313 


song  226.     ii's. 

The  Lord  is  the  fountain  of  goodness  and  love, 
Which  flowing  in  Eden,  in  streams  from  above, 
Refresh'd  ev'ry  moment  the  first  happy  pair 
Till  sin  stopp'd  the  current  and  brought  in  despair. 

0  wretched  condition  !  what  anguish  and  pain  ; 
They  thirst  for  the  fountain,  and  seek  it  in  vain; 
To  sin's  bitter  waters  they  fly  for  relief; 
They  drink,  but  the  draught  still  increases  their 
grief. 

Glad  tidings!  glad  tidings!  no  more  we  complain! 
Our  Jesus  has  open'd  the  fountain  again : 
Now  mingled  with  mercy,  and  rich  with  free  grace, 
From  Zion  'tis  flowing  to  all  the  lost  race. 

How  happy  the  prospect!  how  pleasant  the  road, 
When  led  down  the  stream  by  the  angel  of  God; 
Though  shallow  at  first,  yet  we  find  it  at  last 
A  river  so  boundless  it  cannot  be  pass'd. 

Come,  sinners  !  poor  sinners  !  tis  boundless  and 

free, 
In  Eden  once  flowing  'twas  open'd  for  thee, 
This  water  has  virtue  to  heal  all  complaints ; 
Come,  drink,  ye  distressed,  and  rejoice  with  the 

saints. 

Say  not — "  I'm  a  sinner  and  must  not  partake  f 
For  this  very  reason  the  Lord  bids  you  take; 
Say  not — "  Too  unworthy,  the  vilest  of  all;" 
For  such,  not  the  righteous,  the  Lord  came  to  call. 


314  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Come,  fill  the  dead  sinners,  here  life  you  may  find  t 
Come,  all  ye  poor  beggars,  ye  halt,  and  ye  blind ; 
The  Spirit  invites  you,  the  Bride  bids  you  too; 
Come,  call  all  your  neighbors,  they're  welcome 
with  you. 


SONG  227.      C.  M. 

0  happy  is  the  man  who  hears 
Instruction's  warning  voice ; 

And  who  celestial  wisdom  makes 
His  early,  only  choice. 

For  she  has  treasure  greater  far 

Than  east  or  west  unfold, 
And  her  reward  is  more  secure 

Than  all  the  gain  of  gold. 

In  her  right  hand  she  holds  to  view 

A  length  of  happy  years  ; 
And  in  her  left  the  prize  of  fame 

And  honor  bright  appears. 

She  guides  our  youth  with  innocence 
In  pleasure's  path  to  tread  ; 

A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  hoary  head. 

According  as  her  labors  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 

And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 


SPIRITUAL    SOXGS.  315 


SONG  228.      L.  M. 

Broad  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death ; 

And  thousands  walk  together  there ; 
But  wisdom  shows  a  narrow  path, 

"With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 

"Deny  thyself,  and  take  thy  cross," 
Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command ; 

Nature  must  count  her  gold  but  dross, 
If  she  would  gain  this  heavenly  land. 

The  fearful  soul  that  tires  and  faints, 
And  walks  the  w*ays  of  God  no  more, 

Is  but  esteenrd  almost  a  saint, 

And  makes  his  own  destruction  sure. 

Lord,  let  my  hopes  be  not  in  vain, 
Create  my  heart  entirely  new : 

This  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain; 
This  false  apostates  never  knew. 


SOXG  229.        S's,  7's,  and  4's. 

Hear,  0  sinner!  mercy  hails  you  ; 

Xow  with  sweetest  voice  she  calls ; 
Bids  you  haste — accept  the  Saviour, 

E'er  the  hand  of  justice  falls  : 
Hear,  0  sinner — 

'Tis  the  voice  of  mercv  calls. 


316  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

See  the  storm  of  vengeance  gath'ring 
O'er  the  path  you  dare  to  tread; 

The  reward  which  God  is  meas'ring, 
Soon  snail  fall  upon  your  head : 

Turn,  0  sinner, 
Lest  the  lightning  strike  you  dead. 

Haste  and  flee  to  Christ  the  Saviour ; 

Seek  his  mercy  while  you  may ; 
Soon  the  day  of  grace  is  over, 

Soon  your  life  must  pass  away : 
Haste,  0  sinner, 

You  must  perish  if  you  stay. 


SONG  230.        12's,  ll's,  and  8's. 

The  Prince  of  Salvation  in  triumph  is  riding, 
And  glory  attends  him  along  his  bright  way ; 

The  news  of  his  grace  on  the  breezes  are  gliding, 
And  nations  are  owning  his  sway. 

And  now  through  the  darkness  of  earth's  gloomy 
regions, 

The  wheels  of  his  chariot  are  rolling  sublime ; 
His  banners  unfolding  his  own  true  religion, 

Dispelling  the  errors  of  time. 

Behold  a  bright  angel  from  heaven  descending, 
High  lifting  his  trumpet,  hosannas  to  raise; 

"  Hail,  Son  of  the  Highest !  let  ev'ry  knee  bending 
Adore  thee  with  offrings  of  praise. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  317 

"  Thy  sword  and  thy  buckler  shall  save  and  de- 
liver 

The  poor  and  the  needy,  from  foes  that  assail* 
Thy  bow  and  thy  quiver  shall  vanquish  for  ever 

The  Prince  and  the  legions  of  hell. 

"  Ride  on  in  thy  greatness,  thou  conquering  Sa- 
viour; 

Let  thousands  of  thousands  submit  to  thy  reign, 
Acknowledge  thy  goodness,  entreat  for  thy  favor, 

And  follow  thy  glorious  train. 

♦'Ride  on.  till  the  compass  of  thy  great  dominion, 
The  globe  shall  encircle  from  pole  uuto  pole; 

And  mankind,  cemented  with  friendship  and 
union, 
Obey  thee  with  heart  and  with  soul. 

''Then  loud  shall  ascend  from  each  sanctified 
nation 

The  voice  of  thanksgiving,  the  chorus  of  praise, 
And  heaven  shall  echo  the  song  of  salvation, 

In  rich  and  melodious  lays." 

soxg  231.     ii's. 

O  turn  you !    0  turn  you,  for  why  will  you  die, 
When  God  in  his  mercy  is  Cuming  so  nigh? 
Now  Jesus  invites  you,  the  Spirit  says  come, 
The  brethren  are  waiting  to  welcome  you  home. 

How  vain  the  delusion,  that  while  you  delay, 
Four  hearts  may  grow  better  by  staying  away: 
Come  wretched,  come  starving,   come  just  as 

you  be, 
Here  streams  of  salvation  are  flowing  most  free. 


318  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Here  Jesus  is  ready  your  souls  to  receive ; 
0,  how  can  you  question,  since  now  you  believe? 
Since  sin  is  your  burden,  why  will  you  not  come? 
He  now  bids  you  welcome — he  now  says  there's 
room. 

In  riches,  in  pleasure,  what  can  you  obtain, 
To  soothe  your  affliction  or  banish  your  pain ; 
To  bear  up  your  spirit  when  summon'd  to  die, 
Or  waft  you  to  mansions  of  glory  on  high  ? 

"Why  will  you  be  starving  and  feeding  on  air  ? 
There's  mercy  in  Jesus  enough  and  to  spare; 
If  still  you  are  doubting,  make  trial  and  see, 
And  prove  that  his  mercy  is  boundless  and  free. 


SOXG  232.       L.  M. 

This  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love, 
Sent  to  the  nations  from  above ; 
Jehovah  here  resolves  to  show 
What  his  almighty  grace  can  do. 

This  remedy  did  Wisdom  find, 

To  heal  diseases  of  the  mind  ; 

This  sov'reign  balm,  whose  virtues  can 

Restore  the  ruin'd  creature,  man. 

This  gospel  bids  the  dead  revive; 
Sinners  obey  the  voice  and  live, 
Dry  bones  are  rais'd  and  cloth'd  afresh, 
And  hearts  of  stone  are  turn'd  to  tlesh. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  319 

Where  Satan  re^n'd  in  shades  of  night, 
The  gospel  strikes  a  heav'nly  light ; 
Our  lusts  its  wondrous  pow'r  controls, 
And  calms  the  rage  of  angry  souls. 

Lions,  and  beasts  of  savage  name, 
Put  on  the  nature  of  the  lamb, 
While  the  wide  world  esteems  it  strange, 
Gaze,  and  admire,  and  hate  the  change. 

Still  may  his  grace  my  soul  renew, 
Let  sinners  gaze  and  hate  me  too ; 
The  word  that  saves  me,  does  engage 
A  sure  defence  from  all  their  ra^e. 


SOXG  233.       L.  M. 

God,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 
Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known  ; 
'Tis  here  his  richest  mercy  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 

Here  sinners  of  an  humble  frame 
May  taste  his  grace  and  learn  his  name ; 
7Tis  writ  in  characters  of  blood, 
Severely  just — immensely  good. 

Here  Jesus,  in  ten  thousand  ways, 
His  soul-attracting  charms  displays  ; 
Recounts  his  poverty  and  pains, 
And  tells  his  love  in  melting  strains. 


320  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 
Close  to  my  heart,  and  near  my  eye — 
Till  life's  last  hour  my  soul  engage, 
And  be  my  chosen  heritage ! 


SONG  234.       L.  M. 

0  Love,  beyond  conception  great, 

That  form'd  the  vast,  stupendous  plaiL 

Where  all  divine  perfections  meet 
To  reconcile  rebellious  man. 

There  wisdom  shines  in  fullest  blaze, 
And  justice  all  her  right  maintains — 

Astonish' d  angels  stoop  to  gaze, 
While  mercy  o'er  the  guilty  reigns. 

Yes,  mercy  reigns,  and  justice  too  ; 

In  Christ  they  both  harmonious  meet ; 
He  paid  to  justice  all  her  due ; 

And  now  he  fills  the  mercy  seat. 


SONG  235.       L.  M. 

"  Come  hither,  all  ye  weary  souls, 
Ye  heavy-laden  sinners,  come ; 

I'll  give  you  rest  from  all  your  toils, 
And  raise  you  to  my  heav'nly  home. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  321 

"  They  shall  find  rest  who  learn  of  me : 
I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind ; 

But  passion  rages  like  the  sea, 
And  pride  is  restless  as  the  wind. 

"  Blest  is  the  man  whose  shoulders  take 
My  yoke,  and  bear  it  with  delight : 

My  yoke  is  easy  to  the  neck ; 

My  grace  shall  make  the  burden  light." 

Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  commard; 

"With  faith  and  hope  and  humble  zeal, 
Besign  our  spirits  to  thy  hand, 

To  mould  and  guide  us  a  thy  will. 


SONG  236.       L.  M. 

Wand'rer  from  God,  return,  return, 
And  seek  an  injur' d  Father's  face ; 

Those  warm  desires,  that  in  thee  burn, 
"Were  kindled  by  reclaiming  grace. 

"Wand'rer  from  God,  return,  return ; 

Thy  Father  hears  that  deep-felt  sigh ; 
He  sees  thy  soften' d  spirit  mourn ; 

And  mercy's  voice  invites  thee  nigh. 

Wand'rer  from  God,  return,  return  ; 

Renounce  thy  fears ;  thy  Saviour  lives ; 
Go  to  his  bleeding  cross,  and  learn 

How  freely,  fully  he  forgives. 
21 


322  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

soxg  237.     r*. 

Ye  who  in  his  courts  are  found 
Listening  to  the  joyful  sound, 
Lost  and  hopeless  as  ye  are, 
Sons  of  sorrow,  sin,  and  care, 
Glorify  the  King  of  kings  ; 
Take  the  peace  the  gospel  brings. 

Turn  to  Christ  your  longing  eyes ; 
View  his  bleeding  sacrifice  ; 
See  in  him  your  sins  forgiv'n, 
Pardon,  holiness,  and  heav'n ; 
Glorify  the  King  of  kings  ; 
Take  the  peace  the  gospel  brings. 

SONG  238.       7'a. 

From  the  cross  uplifted  high, 
"Where  the  Saviour  deigns  to  die, 
What  melodious  sounds  we  hear, 
Bursting  on  the  ravish' d  ear ! — 
"  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done ; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

"  Sprinkled  now  with  blood  the  throne, 
Why  beneath  thy  burdens  groan  ? 
On  my  pierced  body  laid, 
Justice  owns  the  ransom  paid  ; 
Bow  the  knee,  embrace  the  Son ; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  323 

"  Spread  for  thee,  the  festal  board 
See  with  richest  dainties  stor'd ; 
To  thy  Father's  bosom  press'd, 
Yet  again  a  child  confessed, 
Never  from  his  house  to  roam, 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

"  Soon  the  days  of  life  shall  end ; 

Lo,  I  come,  your  Saviour,  Friend, 

Safe  your  spirits  to  convey 

To  the  realms  of  endless  day, 

Up  to  my  eternal  home ; 

Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come/' 


SOXG  239.        8's,  1%  and  4's. 

Sinners,  will  you  scorn  the  message 
Sent  in  mercy  from  above  ? 

Er'ry  sentence,  0  how  tender, 
Ev'ry  line  is  full  of  love ; 

Listen  to  it ; 
Ev'ry  line  is  full  of  love. 

Hear  the  heralds  of  the  gospel 
News  from  Zion's  King  proclaim: 

"  Pardon  to  each  rebel  sinner ; 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name :" 

0  how  gracious ! 
11  Free  forgiveness  in  his  name  n 


324  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Who  hath  our  report  believed  ? 

Who  receiv'd  the  joyful  word  ? 
Who  embrac'd  the  news  of  pardon 

Offer'd  to  you  by  the  Lord  ? 
Can  you  slight  it  ? 

Offer'd  to  you  by  the  Lord  ? 

0  ye  angels,  hov'ring  round  us, 
Waiting  spirits,  speed  your  way ; 

Haste  ye  to  the  court  of  heaven ; 
Tidings  bear  without  delay : 

Rebel  sinners 
Glad  the  message  will  obey. 


SOXG  240.       7's. 

Weeping  sinners,  dry  your  tears  ; 
Jesus  on  the  throne  appears  ; 
Mercy  comes  with  balmy  wing, 
Bids  you  his  salvation  sing. 

Peace  he  brings  you  by  his  death, 
Peace  he  speaks  with  ev'ry  breath ; 
Can  you  slight  such  heavenly  charms  ? 
Flee,  0  flee  to  Jesus'  arms. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  325 

4fct00tofta*2  Jggmns. 

SOXG  241.       S.  M. 

Rise,  gracious  God,  and  shine 

In  all  thy  saying  might ; 
Now  prosper  eVry  good  design 

To  spread  thy  glorious  light. 

0  bring  the  nations  near, 

That  they  may  sing  thy  praise ; 

Thy  word  let  all  the  heathen  hear, 
And  learn  thy  holy  ways. 

Send  forth  thy  glorious  pow'r ; 

All  nations  then  shall  see, 
And  earth  present  her  grateful  store, 

In  converts  born  to  thee. 

SOXG  242.       S.  ML 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet 

Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill ; 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 

And  words  of  grace  reveal. 

How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 

How  sweet  their  tidings  are ! 
"  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King, 

He  reigns  and  triumphs  here.0 


326  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

How  happy  are  our  ears 
That  hear  the  joyful  sound, 

Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found ! 

How  blessed  are  our  eyes 
That  see  the  heav'nly  light ! 

Prophets  and  priests  desir'd  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

You  watchmen,  join  your  voice, 
And  tuneful  notes  employ ; 

Jerusalem,  break  forth  in  songs ; 
Ye  deserts,  learn  the  joy. 

0  Lord,  make  bare  thy  arm 
Through  all  the  earth  abroad ! 

Let  ev'ry  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

Glory  to  God  on  high ! 

And  peace  o'er  all  the  earth  ! 
Good- will  to  men — to  angels  joy 

At  our  Redeemer's  birth. 


SONG  243.       S.  M. 

Go  with  thy  servant,  Lord, 
His  ev'ry  step  attend  ; 

All  needful  help  to  him  afford, 
And  bless  him  to  the  end. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  327 

Preserve  him  from  all  wrong : 
Stand  thou  at  his  right  hand : 

And  keep  him  from  the  slanderous  tongue 
And  persecuting  band. 

May  he  proclaim  aloud 

The  wonders  of  thy  grace  ; 
And  do  thou,  to  the  listening  crowd, 

His  faithful  labors  bless. 

Farewell,  dear  laVrer,  go  ; 

We  part  with  thee  in  love ; 
And  if  we  meet  no  more  below, 

0  may  we  meet  above. 


SOXG  244.       S.  M. 

Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord, 

Ye  people  of  his  choice ; 
Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God 

With  heart,  and  soul,  and  voice. 

0  for  the  living  flame, 

From  his  own  altar  brought, 

To  touch  our  lips,  our  minds  inspire, 
And  raise  to  heaven  our  thought. 

God  is  our  strength  and  song, 

And  his  salvation  ours  ; 
Then  be  his  love  in  Christ  proclaim* d 

With  all  our  ransom'd  powers. 


328  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Stand  up  and  bless  the  Lord, 

The  Lord  your  God  adore, 
Stand  up,  and  bless  his  glorious  name, 

Henceforth  for  evermore. 


SONG  2-15.       L.  M. 

So  let  your  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  you  profec 
So  let  your  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

Thus  shall  you  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  your  baviour  God ; 
YJThen  his  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

Your  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
Fusion  and  envy,  lust  and  pride  : 
While  justice,  tenip'rance,  truth,  and  love, 
Your  inward  piety  approve. 

Religion  bears  your  spirits  up, 
While  you  expect  that  blessed  hope — 
And  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord — 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

Welcome,  then,  brethren  of  the  Lord ; 
The  rest  his  word  and  church  afford 

ot,  and  may  his  grace  divine, 
Cause  vou  in  deeds  of  love  to  shine. 


swg  246. 


241 


330  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

May  the  heathen,  now  adoring 
Idol-gods  of  wood  and  stone, 

Come,  and  worshipping  before  him 
Serve  the  living  God  alone  ! 

Let  thy  glory 
Fill  the  earth  as  floods  the  sea. 

Thou  to  whom  all  power  is  given, 
Speak  the  word  :  at  thy  command 

Let  thy  truth  and  faithful  heralds 
Spread  thy  name  from  land  to  land : 

Lord,  be  with  them 
Alwavs  to  the  end  of  time. 


SOXG  24^.       L.  M. 

Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake!  awake! 
Put  on  thy  strength,  the  nations  shake, 
And  let  the  world,  adoring 
Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  by  thee. 

the  heathen,  from  thy  throne, 
"  I  am  Jehovah — God  alone  !" 
Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 
And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground. 

No  more  let  human  blood  be  spilt, 
Vain  sacrifice  for  human  guilt ! 
But  to  each  conscience  be  applied 
The  blood  that  flowed  from  Jesus'  side. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  331 

Let  Zion's  time  of  favor  come  ; 
0  bring  the  tribes  of  Israel  home ! 
And  let  our  wand'ring  eyes  behold 
Gentiles  and  Jews  in  Jesus'  fold. 

Almighty  God,  thy  grace  proclaim 
In  ev'ry  land,  of  ev'ry  name  ! 
Let  adverse  powers  before  thee  fall 
And  crown  the  Saviour  Lord  of  all 


SONG  249.       P.  M. 

With  songs  of  grateful  praise 

Surround  Jehovah's  seat; 
The  goodness  of  his  ways 

Through  all  the  earth  repeat; 
His  mercy  rose 
Ere  time  was  known, 
And  from  his  throne 
Eternal  flows. 

He  bids  his  light  arise, 

And  sends  his  gospel  forth  ; 
From  east  to  west  it  flies, 

And  fills  the  south  and  north ; 
His  mighty  grace 
Its  power  imparts, 
And  willing  hearts 
His  truth  embrace. 


332  SriRITUAL   SONGS. 

Then  far  as  isles  extend, 

To  the  vast  ocean's  bound, 
Let  kings  to  Jesus  bend, 

And  pour  their  oflTrings  round ; 
Arabia,  raise 
The  songs  divine ; 
And  Afric?  join 
T'  exalt  his  praise 
Let  India's  fertile  shore 

Its  gifts  and  honors  bring, 
To  hail  the  Saviour's  power, 
To  crown  Immanuel,  KiDg ; 
Remotest  lands 
The  homage  pay, 
Till  all  obey 
His  high  commands 

SONG  250.        5'sand6'6. 
You  servants  of  God, 

Your  Master  proclaim, 
And  publish  abroad 

His  wonderful  name : 
The  name  all  victorious 

Of  Jesus  extol : 
His  kingdom  is  glorious, 

And  rules  over  all. 
Christ  ruleth  on  high, 

Almighty  to  save : 
And  still  he  is  nigh — 

His  presence  we  have : 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  333 

The  great  congregation 

His  triumph  shall  sing, 
Ascribing  salvation 

To  Jesus  our  King. 

Salvation  to  Him, 

Who  sits  on  the  throne — 
Let  all  cry  aloud,    ' 

And  honor  the  Son : 
Our  Saviour's  praises 

The  angels  proclaim, 
They  fall  on  their  faces 

And  worship  the  Lamb. 

Him  let  us  adore, 

And  give  him  his  right ; 
And  glory  and  power 

And  wisdom  and  might : 
All  honor  and  blessing 

With  angels  above, 
And  thanks  never  ceasing 

For  infinite  love. 


SONG  251.       C.  M. 

Father,  is  not  thy  promise  pledg'd 

To  thine  exalted  son, 
That  through  the  nations  of  the  eartb 

Thy  word  of  life  shall  run  ? 


334  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Hast  thou  not  said  the  blinded  Jews 

Shall  their  Redeemer  own, 
While  Gentiles  to  his  standard  crowd, 

And  bow  before  his  throne  ? 

When  shall  th'  untutor'd  Indian  tribes, 

A  dark,  bewildered  race, 
Sit  down  at  our  Immanuers  feet, 

And  learn  and  feel  his  grace  ? 

Are  not  all  kingdoms,  tribes,  and  tongues, 

Under  th'  expanse  of  heav'n, 
To  the  dominion  of  thy  Son 

Without  exception  giv'n  ? 

From  east  to  west,  from  north  to  south, 

Then  be  his  name  ador'd ! 
Europe,  with  all  thy  millions,  shout 

Hos annas  to  the  Lord ! 

Asia  and  Africa,  resound 

From  shore  to  shore,  his  fame ; 

And  thou,  America,  in  songs 
Redeeming  love  proclaim ! 


SOXG  252.       S.  M. 

You  messengers  of  Christ, 
His  sovereign  voice  obey  ; 

Arise  and  follow  where  he  leads — 
And  peace  attend  your  way. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  335 

The  Master  whom  you  serve 
Will  needful  strength  bestow ; 

Depending  on  his  promis'd  aid, 
With  sacred  courage  go. 

Mountains  shall  sink  to  plains, 

And  hell  in  vain  oppose ; 
The  cause  is  God's,  and  must  prevail 

In  spite  of  all  his  foes. 

Go,  spread  a  Saviour's  fame, 
And  tell  his  matchless  grace, 

To  the  most  guilty  and  deprav'd 
Of  Adam's  num'rous  race. 

We  wish  you  in  his  name 

The  most  divine  success  ; 
Assur'd  that  he  who  sends  you  forth 

Will  your  endeavors  bless. 


SOXG  253.       L.  M. 

Unto  our  God,  on  Judah's  hills, 
Be  songs  of  holy  joy  once  more  ; 

Let  Canaan's  rocks  and  sparkling  rills 
The  King  of  heav'n  and  earth  adore. 

For  he  hath  set  the  captive  free, 

Hath  rent  the  proud  oppressor's  chain, 

And  from  the  isles  of  ev'ry  sea 
Brought  Israel  to  his  fold  again. 


336  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

The  Holy  City's  ruin'd  spires 

And  crumbling  walls  again  shall  rise, 
Love  shall  relight  her  altar  fires, 

And  clouds  of  incense  sweep  the  skies. 

There,  'neath  the  fig  tree  and  the  vine, 
Shall  Judah's  daughters  peaceful  rest, 

And  gray-hair' d  fathers  safe  recline 
On  sacred  Calv'ry's  hoary  breast. 

Those  tuneful  harps  that  hung  so  long 
Upon  the  weeping  willow's  stem, 

Shall  swell  again  old  Zion's  songs, 
Within  thy  gates — Jerusalem. 

SONG  254:.        H's. 

Daughter  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  sadness ; 

Awake,  for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee  no  more ; 
Bright  o'er  the  hills  dawns  the  day-star  of  glad- 
ness, 

Arise,  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 

Strong  were  thy  foes,  but  the  arm  that  subdued 

them, 

And  scattered  their  legions,  was  mightier  far; 

They  fled,  like  the  chaff,  from  the  scourge  that 

pursued  them, 

Vain  were  their  steeds  and  their  chariots  of  war. 

Daughter  of  Zion,  the  pow'r  that  hath  sav*d  thee, 
Extoll'd  with  the  harp  and  the  timbrel  should  be; 

Shout !  for  the  foe  is  destroy'd  that  enslav'd  thee, 
Th*  oppressor  is  vanquish'd,  and  Zion  is  free. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  337 

SONG  255.        rsand6'a. 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand ; 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 
What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle — 
Though  ev'ry  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile  ; 
In  vain  with  lavish  kindness 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown ; 
The  heathen,  in  their  blindness, 

Bow  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

By  wisdom  from  on  high — 
Shall  we,  to  man  benighted, 
.     The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 
Salvation !    0  salvation  I 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 

Has  learnt  Messiah's  name. 
Waft — waft,  you  winds,  his  story, 

And  you,  you  waters,  roll, 
Till,  like  a  sea  of  glory, 

It  spreads  from  pole  to  polo  $ 
22 


838  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Till,  o'er  our  ransoni'd  nature, 
The  Lamb  for  sinners  slain, 

Redeemer,  King,  Creator, 
In  bliss  returns  to  reign. 

SONG  256.        8's  and  7's. 
Oxward,  onward,  men  of  heaven ; 

Bear  the  gospel  banner  high ; 
Rest  not  till  its  light  is  given — 

Star  of  ev'ry  pagan  sky : 
Send  it  where  the  pilgrim  stranger 

Faints  beneath  the  torrid  ray ; 
Bid  the  hardy  forest  ranger 

Hail  it,  ere  he  fades  away. 
Where  the  Arctic  Ocean  thunders, 

Where  the  tropics  fiercely  glow, 
Broadly  spread  its  page  of  wonders, 

Brightly  bid  its  radiance  flow ; 
India  marks  its  lustre  stealing ; 

Shiv'ring  Greenland  love3  its  rays , 
Afric,  mid  her  deserts  kneeling, 

Lifts  the  untaught  strain  of  praise. 
Rude  in  speech,  or  wild  in  feature, 

Dark  in  spirit,  though  they  be, 
Show  that  light  to  ev'ry  creature — 

Prince  or  vassal,  bond  or  free  : 
Lo  !  they  haste  to  ev'ry  nation  ; 

Host  on  host  the  ranks  supply : 
Onward  !  Christ  is  your  salvation, 

And  your  death  is  victory. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  339 

Eoru'^Bag  fHccttngs, 
song  257.     c.  M. 

Come,  let  us  join  with  one  accord 
In  hymns  around  the  throne ; 

This  is  the  day  our  risen  Lord 
Hath  made  and  calTd  his  own. 

This  is  the  day  which  God  has  bless'd, 

The  brightest  of  the  sev'n, 
Type  of  the  everlasting  rest 

The  saints  enjoy  in  heav'n. 

Then  let  us  in  his  name  sing  on, 

And  hasten  on  that  day, 
When  our  Redeemer  shall  come  down, 

And  shadows  pass  away. 

Not  one,  but  all  our  days  below, 
Our  hearts  his  praise  employ  ; 

And  in  our  Lord  rejoicing  go 
To  his  eternal  joy. 

SONG  258.       C.  M. 

Again  the  Lord  of  light  and  life 

Awakes  the  kindling  ray, 
Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn, 

And  pours  increasing  day. 


840  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

0  what  a  night  was  that  which  wrapt 
The  heathen  world  in  gloom  ! 

0  what  a  Sun  which  rose  this  day 
Triumphant  from  the  tomb  ! 

This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 

And  loud  hosannas  sung  ; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  ev'ry  heart, 

And  praise  on  ev'ry  tongue. 

Ten  thousand  different  lips  shall  join 

To  hail  this  welcome  morn, 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings 

To  nations  yet  unborn. 


SONG  259.       S.  M. 

Once  more  before  we  part 

We'll  bless  the  SaviourVname ; 

Kecord  his  mercies,  ev'ry  heart, 
Sing,  ev'ry  tongue,  his  fame. 

Hoard  up  his  sacred  word, 
And  feed  thereon,  and  grow : 

Go  seek  the  knowledge  of  the  Lord, 
And  practise  what  you  know. 

And  if  we  meet  no  more 
On  Zion's  earthly  ground, 

0  may  we  reach  that  blissful  shore 
To  which  all  saints  are  bound. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  341 

SONG  260.      C.  M. 

Now  may  the  God  of  peace  and  love, 
Who,  from  th'  imprisoning  grave, 

Restored  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
Omnipotent  to  save — 

Through  the  rich  merits  of  that  blood 

Which  he  on  Calv'ry  spilt, 
To  make  th'  eternal  covenant  sure, 

On  which  our  hopes  are  built, — 

Perfect  our  souls  in  ev'ry  grace 

T'  accomplish  all  his  will, 
And  all  that's  pleasing  in  his  sight 

Inspire  us  to  fulfil. 

0  for  the  great  Messiah's  sake, 

Accept  our  humble  lay ; 
With  glory  let  his  name  be  crown' d 

Through  heav'n's  eternal  day. 

SONG  261.       S.  M. 

Come  to  the  house  of  pray'r, 

0  thou  afflicted,  come ; 
The  God  of  peace  shall  meet  thee  there ; 

He  makes  that  house  his  home. 
Come  to  the  house  of  praise, 

Ye  who  are  happy  now ; 
In  sweet  accord  your  voices  raise, 

In  kindred  homage  bow. 


342  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Ye  aged,  hither  come, 

For  ye  have  felfc  his  love ; 
Soon  shall  your  trembling  tongues  be 
dumb, 

Your  lips  forget  to  move. 

Ye  young,  before  his  throne 
Come,  bow  ;  your  voices  raise  ; 

Let  not  your  hearts  his  praise  disown 
Who  gives  the  pow'r  to  praise. 

Thou,  whose  benignant  eye 

In  mercy  looks  on  all, — 
Who  see'st  the  tear  of  misery, 

And  hear'st  the  mourner's  call — 

Up  to  thy  dwelling-place 

Bear  our  frail  spirits  on, 
Till  they  outstrip  time's  tardy  pace, 

And  heav'n  on  earth  be  won. 

SOXG  262.    '  C.  M. 

Come,  0  thou  King  of  all  thy  saints, 

Our  humble  tribute  own, 
While,  with  our  praises  and  complaints, 

We  bow  before  thy  throne. 

How  should  our  songs,  like  those  above, 

With  warm  devotion  rise  ! 
How  should  our  souls  on  wings  of  love 

Mount,  upward  to  the  skies ! 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  843 

But,  ah,  the  song,  how  faint  it  flows ! 

How  languid  our  desire  ! 
How  dim  the  sacred  passion  glows 

Till  thou  the  heart  inspire  ! 

Blest  Saviour,  let  thy  glory  shine, 

And  fill  thy  dwellings  here, 
Till  life,  and  love,  and  joy  divine, 

A  heav'n  on  earth  appear. 


SONG  263.       7's. 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now ; 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow : 
0  do  not  our  suit  disdain ; 
Shall  we  seek  thee,  Lord,  in  vain  ? 

Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend , 
In  compassion  now  descend  ; 
Fill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace ; 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  seek  thee  ;  here  we  stay  ; 
Lord,  from  hence  we  would  not  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn ; 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return  ; 
Those  that  are  cast  down,  lift  up ; 
Make  them  strong  in  faith  and  hope% 


344  SPIRITUAL'  SONGS. 

Grant  that  all  may  seek  and  find 
Thee  a  God  supremely  kind  ; 
Heal  the  sick ;  the  captive  free ; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 


SONG  264.       C.  M. 

Again  our  earthly  cares  we  leave, 

And  to  thy  courts  repair ; 
Again,  with  joyful  feet,  we  comQ 

To  meet  our  Saviour  here. 

Within  these  walls  let  holy  peace, 
And  love,  and  concord  dwell ; 

Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 
The  humble  mind,  bestow ; 

And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
To  make  our  graces  grow. 

May  wf  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 
In  faith  present  our  pray'rs, 

And  in  the  presence  of  our  Lord 
Unbosom  all  our  cares. 

Show  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 

Our  fainting  hope  to  raise, 
And  pour  thy  blessing  from  above, 

That  we  may  render  praise. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  345 


soxg  265.     c.  m. 

"Within  thy  house,  0  Lord  our  God, 

In  glory  now  appear  ; 
Make  this  a  place  of  thine  abode, 

And  shed  thy  blessings  here. 

"When  we  thy  merey-seat  surround, 

Thy  Spirit,  Lord,  impart ; 
And  let  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound 

With  power  reach  ev'ry  heart. 

Here  let  the  blind  their  sight  obtain; 

Here  give  the  mourners  rest ; 
Let  Jesus  here  triumphant  reign, 

Enthroned  in  ev'ry  breast. 

Here  let  the  voice  of  sacred  joy 

And  humble  pray'r  arise, 
Till  higher  strains  our  tongues  employ 

In  realms  bevond  the  skies. 


SOXG  266.       S.  P.  M. 

How  pleas'd  and  blest  was  I 

To  hear  the  people  cry. 
M  Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to-day  \n 

Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal 

We  haste  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  there  our  vows  and  honors  pay. 


346  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 
Adorn'd  with  wondrous  grace, 

And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee  round; 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear, 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 

The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 

Here  David's  greater  Son 

Has  fix'd  his  royal  throne  ; 
He  sits  for  grace  and  judgment  here ; 

He  bids  the  saints  be  glad ; 

He  makes  the  sinner  sad, 
And  humble  souls  rejoice  with  fear. 

May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 

And  joy  within  thee  wait, 
To  bless  the  soul  of  every  guest ; 

The  man  who  seeks  thy  peace, 

And  wishes  thine  increase, 
A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest. 

My  tongue  repeats  her  vows, 

"  Peace  to  this  sacred  house  \" 
For  here  my  friends  and  kindred  dwell ; 

And,  since  my  glorious  God 

Makes  thee  his  blest  abode, 
My  soul  shall  ever  love  thee  well. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  347 

SONG  267.       L.  If. 

While  we  the  empty  tomb  survey, 
We  sing  the  triumphs  of  this  day : 
The  Saviour  rose  !  He  broke  death's  chain, 
And  all  our  hellish  foes  are  slain ! 

The  barren  grave,  on  this  blest  morn, 
Brought  forth  our  Saviour,  her  first-born  ; 
Soon  shall  she  feel  a  second  throe, 
And  bring  forth  all  his  brethren  too. 

The  life  which  wrought  in  Christ  our  head 
Secures  our  rising  from  the  dead  : 
This  faith  does  all  our  fears  control, 
This  gives  a  Sabbath  to  the  soul. 

Our  risen  Lord  all  things  obey, 
E'en  death  and  hell  must  own  his  sway : 
While  saints  with  one  accord  proclaim 
The  glory  of  his  endless  fame. 


iHormng  Songs- 
soxg  268.     c.  m. 

Lord  of  my  life,  0  may  thy  praise 

Employ  my  noblest  pow'rs, 
Whose  goodness  lengthens  out  my  days, 

And  fills  the  circling  hours. 


348  SPIRITUAL    SONGS 

Preserv'd  by  thine  almighty  arm, 
I  pass'd  the  shades  of  night, 

Serene  and  safe  from  ev'ry  harm, 
And  see  returning  light. 

0  let  the  same  almighty  care 
My  waking  hours  attend ; 

From  ev'ry  danger,  ev'ry  snare, 
My  heedless  steps  defend. 

Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll, 
And  guide  my  future  days  ; 

And  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 
With  gratitude  and  praise. 


SONG  269.       C.  M. 

With  thee,  great  God,  the  stores  of  light 

And  stores  of  darkness  lie  ; 
Thou  form'st  the  sable  robe  of  night, 

And  spread'st  it  round  the  sky. 

And  when  with  welcome  slumbers  pressed 

We  close  our  weary  eyes, 
Thy  pow'r  unseen  secures  our  rest, 

And  makes  us  joyous  rise. 

To  thee,  great  God,  in  thankful  songs 
Our  morning  thoughts  arise ; 

Assist  us,  Lord,  to  offer  up 
A  grateful  sacrifice. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  349 

SONG  270.      C.  M. 

Oxce  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 

Salutes  my  waking  eyes  ; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 

To  Him  who  rules  the  skies. 
Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats ; 

The  day  renews  the  sound, 
"Wide  as  the  heavens  on  which  he  sits, 

To  turn  the  seasons  round. 
How  many  wretched  souls  have  fled 

Since  the  last  setting  sun  ! 
And  yet  thou  length'nest  out  my  thread, 

And  yet  my  moments  run. 
Great  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine, 

While  I  enjoy  the  light ; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline, 

And  bring  a  peaceful  night. 

SONG  271.       L,  M. 

God  of  the  morning,  at  thy  voice 

The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice 

To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies. 
0,  like  the  sun  may  I  fulfil 

Th'  appointed  duties  of  the  day; 
With  ready  mind  and  active  will 

March  on,  and  keep  my  heav'nly  way. 


350  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Lord,  thy  commands  are  clean  and  pure, 

Enlight'ning  our  beclouded  eyes  ; 
Thy  threat'nings  just,  thy  promise  sure ; 

Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise. 
Give  me  thy  counsels  for  my  guide, 

And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss ; 
All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside 

Are  faint  and  cold  compar'd  with  this. 

SONG  272.       L.  M. 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love ! 

Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new ; 
And  morning  mercies  from  above 

Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 
Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 

Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours; 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 

And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  pow'rs 
I  yield  my  pow'rs  to  thy  command ; 

To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days  ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thy  hand 

Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

SONG  273.       C.  M. 

Again,  from  calm  and  sweet  repose, 

I  rise  to  hail  the  dawn  ; 
A.gain  my  waking  eyes  unclose, 

To  view  the  smiling  morn. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  351 

Great  God  of  love,  thy  praise  I'll  sing ; 

For  thou  hast  safely  kept 
My  soul  beneath  thy  guardian  wing, 

And  watchM  me  while  I  slept. 

Glory  to  thee,  eternal  Lord ; 

0  teach  my  heart  to  pray, 
And  thy  blest  Spirit's  help  afford, 

To  guide  me  through  the  day. 

Let  ev'ry  thought  and  word  accord 

With  thy  most  holy  will ; 
Each  deed  the  precepts  of  thy  word 

With  pious  aim  fulfil. 

From  danger,  sin,  and  ev'ry  ill, 
My  constant  Guardian  prove ; 

0  sanctify  my  heart,  and  fill 
With  thoughts  of  holy  love. 


SOXG  274.       7's. 

Thou  that  dost  my  life  prolong, 
Kindly  aid  my  morning  song : 
Thankful  from  my  couch  arise, 
To  the  God  that  rules  the  skies. 

Thou  didst  hear  my  ev'ning  cry ; 
Thy  preserving  hand  was  nigh : 
Peaceful  slumbers  thou  hast  shed, 
Grateful  to  my  weary  head. 


352  SPIRITUAL    SONGS 

Thou  hast  kept  me  through  the  night ; 
'Twas  thy  hand  restored  the  light ; 
Lord,  thy  mercies  still  are  new, 
Plenteous  as  the  morning  dew. 

Still  my  feet  are  prone  to  stray ; 
0  preserve  me  through  the  day: 
Dangers  everywhere  abound, 
Sins  and  snares  beset  me  round. 

Gently,  with  the  dawning  ray, 
On  my  soul  thy  beams  display ; 
Sweeter  than  the  smiling  morn, 
Let  thy  cheering  light  return. 


SONG  275.      C.  M. 

God  of  my  life,  my  morning  song 

To  thee  I  cheerful  raise : 
Thine  acts  of  love  'tis  good  to  sing, 

And  pleasant  'tis  to  praise. 

Preserv'd  by  thy  almighty  arm, 
I  pass'd  the  shades  of  night, 

Serene,  and  safe  from  ev'ry  harm, 
To  see  the  morning  light. 

While  numbers  spent  the  night  in  sighs, 
And  restless  pains  and  woes, 

In  gentle  sleep  I  clos'd  my  eyes, 
And  woke  from  sweet  repose. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  353 

0  let  the  same  almighty  care 

Through  all  this  day  attend : 
From  ev'ry  danger,  ev'ry  snare, 

My  heedless  steps  defend. 

Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll, 

And  guide  my  future  days ; 
A.nd  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 

With  gratitude  and  praise. 


song  276.     s.  m. 

Serene  I  laid  me  down, 
Beneath  his  guardian  care : 

I  slept — and  I  awoke,  and  found 
My  kind  Preserver  near. 

Thus  does  thine  arm  support 
This  weak,  defenceless  frame ; 

But  whence  these  favors,  Lord,  to  me, 
All  worthless  as  I  am  ? 

0  how  shall  I  repay 

The  bounties  of  my  God  ? 
This  feeble  spirit  pants  beneath 

The  pleasing,  painful  load. 

My  life  I  would  anew 

Devote,  0  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 

A  vast  eternity. 

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354  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

SONG  277.      C.  M. 

Hosanna,  with  a  cheerful  sound, 
To  God's  upholding  hand ! 

Ten  thousand  snares  attend  us  round, 
And  yet  secure  we  stand ! 

That  was  a  most  amazing  pow'r 
That  raised  us  with  a  word ; 

And  ev'ry  day,  and  ev'ry  hour, 
We  lean  upon  the  Lord. 

The  rising  morn  cannot  assure 
That  we  shall  end  the  day ; 

For  death  stands  ready  at  the  door 
To  hurry  us  away. 

Our  life  is  forfeited  by  sin 
To  God's  most  righteous  law ; 

We  own  thy  grace,  immortal  King, 
In  ev'ry  breath  we  draw. 

God  is  our  sun,  whose  daily  light 
Our  joy  and  safety  brings  ; 

Our  feeble  frame  lies  safe  at  night 
Beneath  his  guardian  wings. 

SONG  278.       C.  M. 

On  thee,  each  morning,  0  my  God, 
My  waking  thoughts  attend, 

In  whom  are  founded  all  my  hopes, 
In  whom  my  wishes  end. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  355 

My  soul,  in  pleasing  wonder  lost, 

Thy  boundless  love  surveys, 
And,  nVd  with  grateful  zeal,  prepares 

The  sacrifice  of  praise. 

When  ev'ning  slumbers  press  my  eyes, 

With  thy  protection  blest, 
In  peace  and  safety  I  commit 

My  weary  limbs  to  rest. 

My  spirit,  in  thy  hands  secure, 

Fears  no  approaching  ill ; 
For,  whether  waking  or  asleep, 

Thou,  Lord,  art  with  me  still. 

At  morn,  at  noon,  at  night,  I'll  still 

The  pleasing  work  pursue, 
And  thee  alone  will  praise,  to  whom 

All  praise  is  ever  due. 


SONG  279.       S.  M. 

The  morning  light  returns, 
The  sun  begins  to  shine; 

Now  let  our  souls  in  haste  arise, 
To  run  the  race  divine. 

We  praise  the  Father's  love, 

Who  kept  us  through  the  night ; 

0  may  his  kindness  be  our  song, 
His  pleasure  our  delight. 


.356  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

"While  passing  through  this  day, 
Lord,  we  implore  thy  care, 

To  guide  us  on  the  heav'nly  way, 
And  guard  from  ev'ry  snare. 

And  when  our  life  shall  close, 

0  may  it  be  in  peace ; 
May  we  lie  down  in  sweet  repose, 

And  wake  in  endless  bliss. 


SONG  280.       S.  M. 

See  how  the  rising  sun 

Pursues  his  shining  way ; 
And  wide  proclaims  his  Maker's  praise, 

With  ev'ry  brightening  ray. 

Thus  would  my  rising  soul 

Its  heavenly  Parent  sing ; 
And  to  its  great  Original 

An  humble  tribute  bring. 

0  may  I  grateful  use 

The  blessings  I  receive : 
And  ne'er  in  thought,  in  word,  or  deed, 

His  Holy  Spirit  grieve ! 

May  all  my  days  and  powers 

Be  sacred,  Lord,  to  thee : 
And  in  thy  presence  may  I  spend 

A  blest  eternity ! 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  357 

SONG  281.        7's,  andS's. 
Blessed  be  thy  Dame  for  ever, 
Thou  of  life  the  guard  aud  giver  ; 
Thou  dost  guard  thy  children  sleeping, 
Ever  safe  while  in  thy  keeping. 
"We  have  seen  thy  wondrous  might 
Through  the  shadows  of  the  night ; 
Thou  who  slumb'rest  not,  nor  sleepest, 
Bless'd  are  they  thou  kindly  keepest. 
God  of  ev'ning's  yellow  ray, 
God  of  yonder  dawning  day, 
That  rises  from  the  distant  sea, 
Like  breathings  of  eternity — 
Thine  the  flaming  orbs  of  light; 
Thine  the  darkness  of  the  night ; 
Thine  are  all  the  gems  of  even — 
God  of  angels,  God  of  heaven. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 
Dwell  for  ever  in  my  heart ; 
God  of  life  that  end  shall  never, 
Glory  to  thy  name  for  ever. 


soxg  282.     c.  m. 

O  God,  thy  gifts  of  tender  love 
Are  ev'ry  ev'ning  new; 

And  morning  mercies  from  above 
Distil  like  early  dew. 


358  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Thou  spread'st  the  curtain  of  the  night 
To  guard  our  sleeping  hours  ; 

Thy  sov'reign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  wakes  the  drowsy  pow'rs. 

We  yield  ourselves  to  thy  command, 

To  thee  devote  our  days*; 
For  constant  blessings  from  thy  hand 

Demand  our  constant  praise. 


SONG  283.       S.  M. 

The  day  is  past  and  gone, 
The  evening  shades  appear  ; 

0  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

We  lay  our  garments  by, 

Upon  our  beds  to  rest ; 
So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 

Of  what  we  now  possess. 

Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night, 

Secure  from  ev'ry  fear, 
Beneath  the  pinions  of  thy  love, 

Till  morning  light  appear. 

And  when  we  early  rise, 
To  view  th'  unwearied  sun, 

May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  359 

And  when  our  days  are  past, 

And  we  from  time  remove, 
0  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest, 

The  bosom  of  thy  love. 

soxg  284.     l.  Mr. 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light ; 
Keep  me,  0  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Under  thy  own  almighty  wings. 

Forgive  me,  Lord,  for  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ills  that  I  this  day  have  done ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

Teach  me  to  live  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed ; 
Teach  me  to  die  that  so  I  may 
Triumphant  rise  at  the  last  day. 

SONG  285.       L.  Iff, 

Great  God,  to  thee  my  evening  song 

With  humble  gratitude  I  raise ; 
0  let  thy  mercy  tune  my  tongue, 

And  fill  my  heart  with  lively  praise. 
My  days,  unclouded  as  they  pass, 

And  ev'ry  gentle,  fleeting  hour, 
Be  monuments  of  wondrous  grace, 

And  witness  to  thy  love  and  pow'r. 


360  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Il  this  blest  hope  mine  eyelids  close, 
With  sleep  refresh  my  feeble  frame ; 

Safe  in  thy  care  may  I  repose, 
And  wake  to  praise  thy  holy  name. 

SONG  286.       C.  M. 

Now  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts 

Let  flames  of  love  arise ; 
Assist  us,  Lord,  to  offer  up 

Our  evening  sacrifice. 

Minutes  and  mercies  multiplied 
Have  made  up  all  this  day ; 

Minutes  came  quick,  but  mercies  were 
More  swift  and  free  than  they. 

New  time,  new  favor,  and  new  joys, 

Do  a  new  song  require  ; 
Till  we  shall  praise  thee  as  we  would, 

Accept  our  heart's  desire. 

SONG  287.       S.  M. 

Another  day  is  past, 

The  hours  for  ever  fled, 
And  time  is  bearing  us  away 

To  mingle  with  the  dead. 

Our  minds  in  perfect  peace 
Our  Father's  care  shall  keep ; 

We  yield  to  gentle  slumber  now,        $ 
For  thou  canst  never  sleep. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  361 

How  blessed,  Lord,  are  they 

On  thee  securely  stay'd ! 
Nor  shall  they  be  in  life  alarm'd, 

Nor  be  in  death  dismay'd. 


SONG  288.       C.  M. 

Eternal  God  of  love  and  pow'r, 

I  will  thy  praise  resound, 
And  tell  how  ev'ry  passing  hour 

Is  with  thy  goodness  crown'd. 

Throughout  the  day,  thy  tender  care 

Has  all  my  wants  supplied, 
And  deign' d  from  eVry  baneful  snare 

My  erring  steps  to  guide. 

Now,  while  mine  eyes  are  clos'd  in  sleep, 

Wilt  thou  my  Guardian  be, 
And  deign  my  wearied  frame  to  keep 

From  ev'ry  danger  free? 


SONG  289.        8's  and  7's. 

Saviour,  breathe  an  evening  blessing 

Ere  repose  our  spirits  seal ; 
Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing ; 

Thou  canst  save,  and  thou  canst  heal. 


362  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 

Though  the  arrows  past  us  fly, 
Angel  guards  from  thee  surround  us , 

We  are  safe,  if  thou  art  nigh. 
Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary, 

Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee  ; 
Thou  art  he  who,  never  weary, 

Watchest  where  thy  people  be. 

SONG  290.       L.  M. 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on  ; 

Thus  far  his  pow'r  prolongs  my  days ; 
And  ev'ry  ev'ning  shall  make  known 

Some  fresh  memorials  of  his  ^rrace. 

I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep ; 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head ; 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 

Thus,  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 
My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground, 

And  wait  thy  voice  to  break  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  the  sound. 

SOXG  291.       rk 

Softly  now  the  light  of  day 
Fades  upon  our  sight  away ; 
Free  from  care,  from  labor  free, 
Lord,  we  would  commune  with  thee. 


sriRITUAL    SONGS.  3(33 

Soon  for  us  the  light  of  day 
Shall  for  ever  pass  away  ; 
Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Take  us,  Lord,  to  dwell  with  thee. 


SONG  292.       C.  M. 

Lord,  thou  wilt  hear  me  when  I  pray ; 

I  am  for  ever  thine : 
I  fear  before  thee  all  the  day, 

Nor  would  I  dare  to  sin. 

And  while  I  rest  my  weary  head, 
From  eares  and  business  free, 

'Tia  sweet  conversing  on  my  bed 
With  my  own  heart  and  thee. 

I  pay  this  ev'ning  sacrifice ; 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 
Great  God,  my  faith,  my  hope  relies 

Upon  thy  grace  alone. 

Thus  with  my  thoughts  eompos'd  to  peace, 

I'll  give  mine  eyes  to  sleep ; 
Thy  hand  in  safety  keeps  my  days, 

And  will  my  slumbers  keep. 


364  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

iBoumful  Scenes* 
song  293.     c.  M. 

Death  cannot  make  our  souls  afraid, 

If  God  be  with  us  there  ; 
We  may  walk  through  its  darkest  shade, 

And  never  yield  to  fear. 

I  could  renounce  my  all  below, 

If  my  Redeemer  bid ; 
And  run,  if  I  were  calFd  to  go, 

And  die,  as  Moses  did. 

Might  I  but  climb  to  Pisgah's  top, 
And  view  the  promis'd  land, 

My  flesh  itself  would  long  to  drop, 
And  welcome  the  command. 

Clasp'd  in  my  heav'nly  Father's  arms 

I  would  forget  my  breath, 
And  lose  my  life  among  the  charms 

Of  so  divine  a  death. 

SONG  294.       P.  M. 

Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame, 
Quit,  0  quit  this  mortal  frame ; 
Trembling,  hoping,  lingering,  flying, 
0  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying ! 
Cease,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  365 

Hark! — they  whisper;  angels  say, 
*  Sister  spirit,  come  away ;" 
What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite  ? — 
Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight, 
Drowns  my  spirits,  draws  my  breath  ? — ■ 
Tell  me,  my  soul,  can  this  be  death  ? 

The  world  recedes ;  it  disappears  ; 

Heav'n  opens  on  my  eyes  ;  my  ears 

With  sounds  seraphic  ring  : 

Lend,  lend  your  wings  !  I  mount !  I  fly  \ 

"  0  Grave,  where  is  thy  victory  ? 

0  Death,  where  is  thy  sting  V 


SOXG  295.       C.  M. 

Beneath  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head 

Is  equal  warning  giv'n ; 
Beneath  us  lie  the  countless  dead, 

And  far  above  is  heav'n. 

Death  rides  on  eVry  passing  breeze, 

And  lurks  in  eVry  flow'r ; 
Each  season  has  its  own  disease, 

Its  peril  every  hour. 

Turn,  sinner,  turn  ;  thy  danger  know : 
Where'er  thy  foot  can  tread, 

The  earth  rings  hollow  from  below, 
And  warns  thee  of  her  dead. 


366  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Turn,  Christian,  turn :  thy  soul  apply 
To  truths  which  hourly  tell 

That  they  who  underneath  thee  lie 
Shall  live  in  heav'n  or  hell. 


song  296.     c.  if. 

IIeav'n  has  confirm'd  the  dread  decree 
That  Adam's  race  must  die : 

One  gen'ral  ruin  sweeps  them  down, 
And  low  in  dust  they  lie. 

Ye  living  men,  the  tomb  survey 
Where  you  must  shortly  dwell; 

Hark !  how  the  awful  summons  sounds, 
In  ev'ry  fun'ral  knell ! 

Once  you  must  die,  and  once  for  all; 

The  solemn  purport  weigh  ; 
For  know  that  heav'n  or  hell  depends 

On  that  important  day. 

Those  eyes,  so  long  in  darkness  veil'd, 
Must  wake,  the  Judge  to  see ; 

And  ev'ry  word  and  ev'ry  thought 
Must  pass  his  scrutiny. 

0  may  I  in  the  Judge  behold 
My  Saviour  and  my  Friend, 

And,  far  beyond  the  reach  of  death, 
With  all  his  saints  ascend. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  oC>7 

SOXG  297.        8'sand4's. 

There  is  a  calm  for  those  that  weep, 

A  rest  for  weary  pilgrims  found : 
They  softly  lie,  and  sweetly  sleep, 
Low  in  the  ground. 

The  storm  that  sweeps  the  wintry  sky 
No  more  disturbs  their  deep  repose, 
Than  summer  ev'ning's  latest  sigh, 
That  shuts  the  rose. 

Then,  traveler  in  the  vale  of  tears, 

To  realms  of  everlasting  light, 
Through  time's  dark  wilderness  of  years 
Pursue  thy  flight. 

Thy  soul,  renew'd  by  grace  divine, 

In  God's  own  image,  freed  from  clay, 
In  heav'n's  eternal  sphere  shall  shine, 
A  star  of  day. 

SOXG  298.       C.  M. 

Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 

Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
;Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends 

To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

Are  we  not  tending  upward,  too, 

As  fast  as  time  can  move  ? 
Nor  would  we  wish  the  time  more  slow, 

To  keep  us  from  our  Love. 


o68  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
'Twas  there  the  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 

And  left  a  long  perfume. 

The  graves  of  all  the  saints  he  blest, 

And  soften'd  ev'ry  bed ; 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 

But  with  their  dying  Head  ? 

Thence  he  arose,  ascending  high, 
And  showed  our  feet  the  way  ; 

Up  to  the  Lord  our  souls  shall  fly, 
At  the  great  rising  day. 

Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound, 

And  bid  our  kindred  rise  : 
Awake,  ye  nations  under  ground ; 

Ye  saints,  ascend  the  skies. 


SONG  299.       C.  M. 

When  blooming  youth  is  snatch'd  away 

By  death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 

Which  pity  must  demand. 

While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh 
0  may  this  truth,  impressed 

With  awful  pow'r,  "  I  too  must  die," 
Sink  deep  in  ev'ry  breast. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  3(39 

Let  this  vain  world  engage  no  more : 

Behold  the  opening  tomb : 
It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour : 

To-morrow  death  may  come. 

0  let  us  fly — to  Jesus  fly, 

Whose  powerful  arm  can  save ; 

Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high, 
And  triumph  o'er  the  grave. 

Great  God,  thy  sovereign  grace  impart, 
With  cleansing,  healing  pow'r ; 

This  only  can  prepare  the  heart 
For  death's  approaching  hour. 


SOXG  300.      S.  H.  M. 

Friend  after  friend  departs : 
Who  hath  not  lost  a  friend  ? 

There  is  no  union  here  of  hearts 
That  finds  not  here  an  end : 

Were  this  frail  world  our  final  rest, 

Living  or  dying,  none  were  blest. 

Beyond  the  flight  of  time, 
Beyond  the  reign  of  death, 

There  surely  is  some  blessed  clime 
Where  life  is  not  a  breath, 

Nor  life's  affections  transient  fire, 

Whose  sparks  fly  upward  and  expire. 
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370  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

There  is  a  world  above, 

AVhere  parting  is  unknown ; 
A  vast  eternity  of  love, 

Home  of  the  good  alone ; 
And  faith  beholds  the  dying  here 
Translated  to  that  glorious  sphere. 

Thus  star  by  star  declines, 

Till  all  are  pass'd  away : 
As  morning  high  and  higher  shines, 

To  pure  and  perfect  day : 
Nor  sink  those  stars  in  empty  night, 
But  hide  themselves  in  heavVs  own  light. 


SONG  301.       C.  M. 

Dear  as  thou  wert,  and  justly  dear, 

"VVe  will  not  weep  for  thee : 
One  thought  shall  check  the  starting  tear; 

It  is,  that  thou  art  free. 

And  thus  shall  faith's  consoling  pow'r 

The  tears  of  love  restrain : 
0  who  that  saw  thy  parting  hour 

Could  wish  thee  here  again  ? 

Triumphant  in  thy  closing  eye 

The  hope  of  glory  shone ; 
Joy  breath'd  in  thy  expiring  sigh, 

To  think  the  race  was  run. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  371 

Thy  passing  spirit  gently  fled, 

Sustain'd  by  grace  divine  ; 
0  may  such  grace  on  us  be  shed, 

And  make  our  end  like  thine. 

SOXG  302.       L.  M. 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies  ! 

When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest ! 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes ! 

How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  breast ! 
So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away ; 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day ; 

So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 
A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, 

A  calm  which  life  nor  death  destroys ; 
And  naught  disturbs  that  peace  profound 

^Yhich  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 

Life's  labor  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 
Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies, 

"While  heav'n  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
"How blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies  I" 

SOXG  303.       C.  M. 

Few  are  thy  days  and  full  of  woe 

0  man  of  woman  born  ! 
Thy  doom  is  written,  "  Dust  thou  art, 

And  shalt  to  dust  return." 


372  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Behold  the  emblem  of  thy  state 

In  flow'rs  that  bloom  and  die, 
Or  in  the  shadow's  fleeting  form, 

That  mocks  the  gazer's  eye. 
The  mighty  flood,  that  rolls  along 

Its  torrents  to  the  main, 
Can  ne'er  recall  its  waters  lost 

From  that  abyss  again. 
So  days,  and  years,  and  ages  past, 

Descending  down  to  night, 
Can  henceforth  never  more  return 

Back  to  the  gates  of  light. 

0  may  the  grave  become  to  me 

The  bed  of  peaceful  rest, 
Whence  I  shall  gladly  rise  at  length 

And  mingle  with  the  blest ! 
Cheer'd  by  this  hope,  with  patient  mind 

HI  wait  Heav'n's  high  decree, 
Till  the  appointed  period  come, 

When  death  shall  set  me  free. 


Omnipresence  of  ©eft, 
soxg  304.     c.  M. 

Great  God  !  thy  penetrating  eye 
Pervades  my  inmost  pow'rs  ; 

With  awe  profound  my  wond'ring  soul 
Falls  prostrate  and  adores. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  373 

To  be  encompass'd  round  with  God, 

The  Holy  and  the  Just, 
Arm'd  with  omnipotence  to  save, 

Or  crush  me  to  the  dust. 

0  how  tremendous  is  the  thought ! 

Deep  may  it  be  impressed, 
And  may  thy  Spirit  firmly  grave 

This  truth  within  my  breast ! 

Begirt  with  thee,  my  fearless  soul 
The  gloomy  vale  shall  tread ; 

And  thou  wilt  bind  th'  immortal  crown 
Of  glory  on  my  head. 


SONG  305.       C.  M. 

Oxe  glance  of  thine,  eternal  Lord, 
Pierces  all  nature  through  ; 

Nor  heav'n,  nor  earth,  nor  hell  afford 
A  shelter  from  thy  view ! 

The  mighty  whole,  each  smaller  part, 

At  once  before  thee  lies ; 
And  ev'ry  thought  of  ev'ry  heart 

Is  open  to  thine  eyes. 

Though  greatly  from  myself  conceal'd, 
Thou  see'st  my  inward  frame ; 

To  thee  I  always  stand  reveal'd, 
Exactly  as  I  am. 


374  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Since,  therefore,  I  can  hardly  bear 

What  in  myself  I  see, 
How  vile,  how  black  must  I  appear, 

Most  holy  God,  to  thee! 
But  since  my  Saviour  stands  between, 

In  garments  dyed  in  blood, 
'Tis  he,  instead  of  me,  is  seen 

When  I  approach  to  God. 
Thus,  though  a  sinner,  I  am  safe ; 

He  pleads  before  the  throne 
His  life  and  death  in  my  behalf, 

And  calls  my  sins  his  own. 
What  wondrous  love — what  mysteries 

In  this  appointment  shine! 
My  breaches  of  the  law  are  his, 

And  his  obedience  mine. 


*  Segment 

SOXG   306.        8's,  7%  and  4's. 

Lo  !  he  comes  with  clouds  descending, 
Once  for  favor'd  sinners  slain, 

Thousand  thousand  saints  attending, 
Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train ; 

Hallelujah! 
Jesus  now  shall  ever  reign ! 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  375 

EwVy  eye  shall  now  behold  him, 

Rob'd  in  dreadful  majesty  ; 
Those  who  set  at  naught  and  sold  him 

Pierc'd  and  nail'd  him  to  the  tree, 
Deeply  wailing, 

Shall  the  true  Messiah  see. 
Ev'ry  island,  sea,  and  mountain, 

Heaven  and  earth  shall  flee  away ; 
All  who  hate  him  must,  confounded, 

Hear  the  trump  proclaim  the  day, 
Come  to  judgment! 

Come  to  judgment!  come  away! 
Xow  redemption,  long  expected, 

See  in  solemn  pomp  appear ! 
All  his  saints  by  man  rejected, 

Xow  shall  meet  him  in  the  air, 
Hallelujah ! 

See  the  day  of  God  appear  ! 
Lord,  thy  bride  says  by  thy  Spirit, 

Hasten  thou  the  general  doom ! 
Promis'd  glory  to  inherit, 

Take  thy  weary  pilgrims  home ! 
All  creation 

Travails,  groans,  and  bids  thee  come. 
Yes — Amen !     Let  all  adore  thee, 

High  on  thy  exalted  throne ; 
Saviour,  take  the  power  and  glory, 

Claim  the  kingdoms  for  thy  own, 
0  !  come  quickly ! 

Hallelujah,  come,  Lord,  come! 


376  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 


SONG  307.        8's,  f%  and  4's. 

Day  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders! 

Hark  the  trumpet's  awful  sound, 
Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders, 

Shakes  the  vast  creation  round ; 
How  the  summons 

Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound! 

See  the  Judge  our  nature  wearing, 

Cloth'd  in  majesty  divine  ! 
You  who  long  for  his  appearing, 

Then  shall  say,  "  This  Lord  is  mine  V* 
Gracious  Saviour, 

Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine ! 

At  his  call  the  dead  awaken, 
Rise  to  life  from  earth  and  sea ; 

All  the  powers  of  nature,  shaken 
By  his  looks,  prepare  to  flee : 

Careless  sinner, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee ! 

Horrors  past  imagination 

Will  surprise  your  trembling  heart, 
When  you  hear  your  condemnation, 

"  Hence,  accursed  wretch,  depart ! 
Hence  with  Satan 

And  his  angels  have  your  part." 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  377 

But  to  those  who  have  confessed, 
Lov'd  and  seiVd  the  Lord  below, 

He  will  say,  "Come  near,  you  blessed, 
See  the  kingdom  I  bestow : 

You  for  ever 
Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 

Under  sorrows  and  reproaches, 

May  this  thought  our  courage  raise! 

Swiftly  God's  great  day  approaches, 
Sighs  shall  then  be  chang'd  to  praise : 

May  we  triumph, 
When  the  world  is  in  a  blaze ! 


<Cf)e  Christian's  2£ope,  Kanfc, 
doners,  an*  ^Future  Glotg, 

soxg  308.      L.  Iff. 

Forgiveness!  'tis  a  joyful  sound 
To  malefactors  doom'd  to  die ; 

Publish  the  bliss  the  world  around ; 
You  seraphs,  shout  it  from  the  sky  ! 

'Tis  the  rich  gift  of  love  divine  ; 

;Tis  full,  outmeasuring  ev'ry  crime; 
Unclouded  shall  its  glories  shine, 

And  feel  no  change  by  changing  time. 


378  SPIRITUAL   SONGS- 

For  this  stupendous  love  of  Ileav'n, 
What  grateful  honors  shall  we  show  ! 

Where  much  transgression  is  forgiv'n 
Let  love  in  equal  ardors  glow. 

By  this  inspir'd,  let  all  our  days 
With  gospel  holiness  be  crown'd  ; 

Let  truth  and  goodness,  prayer  and  praise 
In  all  abide,  in  all  abound. 


SONG  309.       C.  M. 

Behold  th'  amazing  gift  of  love 

The  Father  has  bestow' d 
On  us,  the  sons  of  sinful  men, 

To  call  us  sons  of  God. 

Coneeal'd  as  yet  his  honor  lies, 
By  this  dark  world  unknown — 

A  world  that  knew  not  when  he  came, 
E'en  God's  beloved  Son. 

High  is  the  rank  we  now  possess, 

But  higher  we  shall  rise ; 
Though  what  we  shall  hereafter  be 

Is  hid  from  mortal  eyes. 

We  know,  we  all,  when  he  appears, 
Shall  bear  his  image  bright ; 

And  all  his  glory  full  disclosed 
Shall  open  to  our  sight. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  379 

A  hope  so  great,  and  so  divine,' 

May  trials  well  endure, 
And  purify  our  souls  from  sin, 

As  Christ  himself  is  pure. 

SOXG  310.       P.  M. 

How  happy  are  they  who  their  Saviour  obey, 

And  have  laid  up  their  treasures  above  ! 
Tongue  cannot  express  the  sweet  comfort  and 
peace 

Of  a  soul  in  the  Saviour's  love  ! 
This  comfort  is  mine,  since  the  favor  divine 

I  have  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb : 
Since  the  truth  I  believ'd  what  a  joy  I've  receivM, 

YThat  a  heaven  in  Jesus'  blest  name  ! 
'Tis  a  heav'n  below  my  Redeemer  to  know, 

And  the  angels  can  do  nothing  more 
Than  to  fall  at  his  feet,  and  the  story  repeat, 

And  the  lover  of  sinners  adore  ! 
Jesus  all  the  day  long  is  my  joy  and  my  song; 

0  that  all  to  this  refuge  may  fly ! 
He  has  lov'd  me,  I  cried,  he  has  suffer'd  and  died 

To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  I ! 
On  the  wings  of  his  love  I  am  carried  above 

All  my  sin,  and  temptation,  and  pain ; 
0  why  should  I  grieve,  while  on  him  I  believe  ! 

0  why  should  I  sorrow  again ! 
0  the  rapturous  height  of  that  holy  delight, 

Which  I  find  in  the  life-giving  blood! 
Of  my  Saviour  possess'd,  I  am  perfectly  bless'd, 

Being  fill'd  with  the  fullness  of  God  J 


380  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Now  my  remnant  of  days  will  I  spend  to  his  praise 
Who  has  died  me  from  sin  to  redeem : 

Whether  many  or  few,  all  my  years  are  his  due; 
They  shall  all  be  devoted  to  him. 

What  a  mercy  is  this  !  what  a  heaven  of  bliss  ! 

How  unspeakably  happy  am  I ! 
Gather'd  into  the  fold,  with  believers  enroll'd— - 

With  believers  to  live  and  to  die  ! 


SONG  311.       C.  M. 

How  happy  is  the  Christian's  state ! 

His  sins  are  all  forgiv'n  ; 
A  cheering  ray  confirms  the  grace, 

And  lifts  his  hopes  to  heav'n. 

Though  in  the  rugged  path  of  life 
He  heaves  the  pensive  sigh  ; 

Yet,  trusting  in  his  God,  he  finds 
Delivering  grace  is  nigh. 

If,  to  prevent  his  wand'ring  steps, 
He  feels  the  chast'ning  rod, 

The  gentle  stroke  shall  bring  him  back 
To  his  forgiving  God. 

And  when  the  welcome  message  comes 

To  call  his  soul  away, 
His  soul  in  raptures  shall  ascend 

To  everlasting  day. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  381 

SOXG  312.       L.  M. 

Bless'd  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 
Their  emptiness  and  poverty  ; 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  giv'n, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heav'n. 

Bless'd  are  the  men  of  broken  heart, 
Who  mourn  for  sin  with  inward  smart; 
The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows, 
A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes. 

Bless'd  are  the  souls  who  thirst  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  thirst  for  righteousness  ; 
They  shall  be  well  supplied,  and  fed 
With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 

Bless'd  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
Who  quench  the  glowing  coals  of  strife ; 
They  shall  be  call'd  the  heirs  of  bliss, 
The  sons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace. 

Bless'd  are  the  suff'rers  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake  ; 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord : 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward. 

SONG  313.       C.  M. 

Bless'd  is  the  man  who  shuns  the  place 

Where  sinners  love  to  meet, 
Who  fears  to  tread  their  wicked  ways, 

And  hates  the  scoffer's  seat : 


382  SPIRITUAL    SONGS 

But  in  the  statutes  of  the  Lord 
Has  plac'd  his  chief  delight ; 

By  day  he  reads  or  hears  the  word, 
And  meditates  by  night. 

Green  as  the  leaf,  and  ever  fair, 

Shall  his  profession  shine ; 
While  fruits  of  holiness  appear 

Like  clusters  on  the  vine. 

Not  so  the  impious  and  unjust: 
What  vain  designs  they  form  ! 

Their  hopes  are  blown  away  like  dust, 
Or  chaff  before  the  storm. 

Sinners  in  judgment  shall  not  stand 
Among  the  sons  of  grace,  , 

When  Christ  the  Judge  at  his  right  hand 
Appoints  his  saints  a  place. 

His  eyes  behold  the  path  they  tread 

His  heart  approves  it  well; 
But  crooked  ways  of  sinners  lead 

Down  to  the  gates  of  hell. 


SOXG  314.       C.  M. 

What  poor,  despised  company 

Of  travellers  are  these, 
Who  walk  in  yonder  narrow  way, 

Along  the  rugged  maze  ? 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  383 

Ah !  these  are  of  a  royal  line, 

All  children  of  a  King ; 
Heirs  of  immortal  crowns  divine, 

And,  lo!  for  joy  they  sing. 

Why  do  they,  then,  appear  so  meaa, 
And  why  so  much  despis'd  ? — 

Because  of  their  rich  robes  unseen 
The  world  is  nbt  apprized. 

But  some  of  them  seem  poor,  distressed, 

And  lacking  daily  bread — 
Ah  !  they're  of  boundless  wealth  possessed, 

With  hidden  manna  fed ! 

But  why  keep  they  the  narrow  road, 

That  rugged  thorny  maze? 
Why,  that's  the  way  their  leader  trod ; 

They  love  and  keep  his  ways. 

Why  must  they  shun  that  pleasant  path 
That  worldlings  love  so  well  ? 

Because  that  is  the  way  to  death  ; 
The  open  road  to  hell. 

What !  is  there  then  no  other  road 

To  Salem's  happy  ground  ? 
Christ  is  the  only  way  to  God  ; 

Xone  other  can  be  found. 

Then  let  us  in  this  way  rejoice, 

And  in  the  truth  abound, 
Till  Jesus  with  his  angels  comes, 

And  Michael's  trump  shall  sound. 


384  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Then  we  shall  mount  on  wings  of  love, 
And  meet  in  realms  on  hi^h, 

And  saints  and  angels  join  in  praise 
Through  all  eternity. 


SOXG  315.       S.  M. 

Israel  the  desert  trod, 

Sustain' d  by  pow'r  divine, 
While  wondrous  mercy  mark'd  the  road 

With  many  a  mystic  sign. 

When  Moses  gave  the  stroke, 

From  Horeb's  flinty  side 
Issued  a  river,  and  the  rock 

The  Hebrews'  thirst  supplied. 

But  0 !  what  nobler  themes 

Does  gospel  grace  afford  ! 
From  Calv'ry  spring  superior  streams — 

There  hung  the  smitten  Lord ! 

Of  ev'ry  hope  bereft, 

Sinners,  to  Jesus  go  ; 
Behold  the  Rock  of  Ages  cleft, 

And  living  currents  flow. 

Here  may  our  spirits  bathe, 

Here  may  our  joys  abound !  / 

Till  (pass'd  the  wilderness  and  death) 

Wre  tread  celestial  ground. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  o$D 

SOXG   316.         H's. 

There's  no  name  among  men  nor  angels  so  bright, 
As  is  the  name  Jesus,  the  Father's  delight; 
The  joy  of  his  children,  they  speak  of  this  name, 
And  sweetly  its  praises  in  songs  they  proclaim. 

In  all  Christian  churches  this  name  is  ador'd, 
As  their  shield  and  glory,  with  cheerful  accord; 
And  there  'tis  declar'd  the  help  of  distress'd, 
The  hope  of  the  hopeless,  and  ease  of  oppressed. 

The  church  of  the  first-horn,  with  angels  of  light, 
Shall  sound  forth  its  praises  with  endless  delight; 
But  fully  unfolded  it  can  be  by  none, 
Save  Jesus  among  them,  the  Father's  own  Son. 


SOXG  317.       CM. 

Ox  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 

And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 

Where  my  possessions  lie. 

0  the  transporting,  rapt'rous  scene, 

That  rises  to  my  si^ht ! 
Sweet  fields  array'd  in  living  green, 

And  rivers  of  delight! 

There  gen'rous  fruits  that  never  fail 

On  trees  immortal  grow  ; 
There  rocks,and  hills, and  brooks,  and  vales 

With  milk  and  honey  flow. 


386  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

All  o'er  these  wide,  extended  plains, 

Shines  one  eternal  day ; 
There  God,  the  Sun,  for  ever  reigns, 

And  scatters  night  away. 

No  chilling  winds  nor  pois'nous  breath 
Can  reach  that  healthful  shore  ; 

Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  fear'd  no  more. 

When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  for  ever  blest ! 
"When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 

And  in  his  bosom  rest ! 

Fill'd  with  delight;  my  raptur'd  soul 
Would  here  no  longer  stay ; 

Though  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll, 
Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 


SONG  318.       C.  M. 

Let  not  your  hearts  with  anxious  thoughts 

Be  troubled  or  dismay'd : 
But  trust  in  God  your  Father's  care 

And  trust  my  gracious  aid. 

I  to  my  Father's  house  return ; 

There  num'rous  mansions  stand, 
And  glory  manifold  abounds 

Through  all  the  happy  land. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  387 

I  go  your  entrance  to  secure, 

And  your  abode  prepare ; 
Regions  unknown  are  safe  to  you, 

When  I,  your  friend,  am  there. 

Thence  shall  I  come  when  ages  close, 

To  take  you  home  with  me ; 
There  shall  we  meet  to  part  no  more, 

Where  sorrows  ne'er  shall  be. 

I  am  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life ; 

No  son  of  human  race, 
But  such  as  I  conduct  and  guide, 

Shall  see  my  Father's  face. 


SOXG  319.       C.  M. 

There  is  a  fountain  fill'd  with  blood, 
Pour'd  from  Immanuel's  veins  ; 

And  sinners  plung'd  beneath  that  flood 
Lose  all  their  guilty  stains. 

The  dying  thief  rejoic'd  to  see 

That  fountain  in  his  day ; 
And  there  have  I,  though  vile  as  he, 

Wash'd  all  my  sins  away. 

0  Lamb  of  God !  thy  precious  blood 

Shall  never  lose  its  pow'r, 
Till  all  the  ransom'd  sons  of  God 

Be  sav'd — to  sin  no  more. 


388  SriRITUAL    SONGS. 

E'er  since  by  faith  I  saw  the  stream 

Thy  flowing  wounds  supply, 
Redeeming  love  has  been  my  theme, 

And  shall  be  till  I  die. 

And  when  this  lisping,  stamm'ring  tongue 

Lies  silent  in  the  grave, 
Then  in  a  nobler,  sweeter  song 

I'll  sing  thy  power  to  save. 

SONG  320.        P.  M. 

Let  others  boast  their  ancient  line, 

In  long  succession  great ; 
In  the  proud  list  let  heroes  shine, 

And  monarcha  swell  the  Btate  : 
Descended  from  the  King  of  kings, 
Each  saint  a  nobler  title  sings. 

Pronounce  me,  gracious  God,  thy  son, 

Own  me  an  heir  divine ; 
I'll  pity  princes  on  the  throne, 

When  I  can  call  thee  mine : 
Sceptres  and  crowns  unenvied  rise, 
And  lose  their  lustre  in  mine  eyes. 

Content,  obscure,  I  pass  my  days, 

To  all  I  meet  unknown, 
And  wait  till  thou  thy  child  shalt  raise, 

And  seat  me  near  thy  throne : 
No  name,  no  honors  here  I  crave, 
Well  pleas'd  with  those  beyond  the  grave. 


SPIRITUAL    BONGS.  389 

Jesus,  my  elder  brother,  lives  ; 

With  him  I,  too,  shall  reign ; 
Nor  sin,  nor  death,  while  he  survives, 

Shall  make  the  promise  vain : 
In  him  my  title  stands  secure, 
And  shall  while  endless  years  endure. 

When  he,  in  robes  divinely  bright, 

Shall  once  again  appear, 
Thou,  too,  my  soul,  shall  shine  in  light, 

And  his  full  image  bear : 
Enough  ! — I  wait  th'  appointed  day — 
Bless'd  Saviour,  haste,  and  come  away ! 


SONG  321.       L.  M. 

Earth  has  a  joy  unknown  in  heav'n — 
The  new-born  joy  of  sins  forgiv'n  ! 
Tears  of  such  pure  and  deep  delight, 
0  angels  1  never  dimmed  your  sight. 

You  saw  of  old  on  chaos  rise 
The  beauteous  pillars  of  the  skies ; 
You  know  where  morn  exulting  springs, 
And  ev'ning  folds  her  drooping  wingst 

Bright  heralds  of  th'  Eternal  Will, 
Abroad  his  errands  you  fulfil ; 
Or,  thron'd  in  floods  of  beamy  day, 
Symphonious  in  his  presence  play. 


390  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Loud  is  the  song — the  heav'nly  plain 
Is  shaken  with  the  choral  strain ; 
And  dying  echoes,  floating  far, 
Draw  music  from  each  chiming  star. 

But  I  amid  your  choirs  shall  shine, 
And  all  your  knowledge  shall  be  mine ; 
You  on  your  harps  must  lean  to  hear 
A  secret  chord  that  mine  shall  bear. 


song  322.     c.  m. 

Plung'd  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despair, 

We  wretched  sinners  lay, 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 

Or  spark  of  glimm'ring  day. 

With  pitying  eye  the  Prince  of  Peace 
Beheld  our  helpless  grief: 

He  saw,  and  (0  amazing  love!) 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

Down  from  his  shining  throne  above 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled, 
Entered  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 

And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

0  !  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 
Their  lasting  silence  break, 

And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  391 

Angels,  assist  our  mighty  joys  ; 

Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold ; 
But  when  you  raise  your  highest  notes 

His  loye  can  ne'er  be  told. 


soxg  323.     c.  m. 

Bless'd  be  the  everlasting  God, 

The  Father  of  our  Lord ; 
Be  his  abounding  mercy  prais'd, 

His  majesty  ador'd. 

When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  Son, 

And  call'd  him  to  the  sky, 
He  gave  our  souls  a  lively  hope 

That  they  should  never  die. 

What  though  the  first  man's  sin  requires 

Our  flesh  to  see  the  dust ; 
Yet,  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rose, 

So  all  his  followers  must. 

There's  an  inheritance  divine, 

Reserved  against  that  day  ; 
'Tis  uncorrupted,  undefiTd, 

And  cannot  fade  away  ! 

Saints  by  the  pow'r  of  God  are  kept, 

Till  the  salvation  come ; 
We  walk  by  faith  as  strangers  here, 

Till  Christ  shall  take  us  home. 


392  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

SONG  324.  P.  M. 
"When  the  King  of  kings  comes, 
When  the  Lord  of  lords  comes  ; 
We  shall  have  a  joyful  day, 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes  . 
To  see  the  nations  broken  down, 
And  kingdoms  once  of  great  renown, 
And  saints  now  suffering  wear  the  crown, 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes. 
When  the  trump  of  God  calls, 
When  the  last  of  foes  falls  ; 
We  shall  have  a  joyful  day, 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes : 
To  see  the  saints  rais'd  from  the  dead 
And  all  together  gathered, 
And  made  like  to  their  glorious  Head, 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes. 
When  the  foe's  distress  comes, 
When  the  church's  rest  comes  ; 
We  shall  have  a  joyful  day, 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes: 
To  see  the  New  Jerusalem, 
Its  fulness  and  its  matchless  frame, 
Surpassing  all  report  and  fame, 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes. 
When  the  world's  course  is  run, 
When  the  judgment  is  begun  ; 
We  shall  have  a  joyful  day, 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes : 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  6V6 

To  see  the  sons  of  God  well  known, 
All  spotless  to  their  Father  shown, 
And  Jesus  all  his  brethren  own, 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes. 

When  the  Lord  of  heav'n  comes, 
When  the  host  of  heav'n  comes  ; 
We  shall  have  a  joyful  day, 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes: 
To  see  the  righteous  cause  prevail, 
And  all  debates  decided  well, 
And  all  mouths  stopp'd  which  lies  do  tell, 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes. 

When  our  Lord  in  clouds  comes, 
When  he  with  great  power  comes ; 
We  shall  have  a  joyful  day, 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes: 
To  see  all  things  by  him  restored, 
And  God  himself  alone  ador'd 
By  all  the  saints  with  one  accord, 

When  the  King  of  kings  comes. 


SOXG  325.       L.  M. 

Os  Sion's  glorious  summit  stood- 
A  num'rous  host  redeem'd  by  blood ; 
They  hymn'd  their  King  in  strains  divine  ! 
I  heard  the  song,  and  strove  to  join. 


394  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Here  all  who  suffer'd  sword  or  flame 
For  truth,  or  Jesus'  lovely  name, 
Shout  vict'ry  now,  and  hail  the  Lamb, 
And  bow  before  the  great  I  AM. 

While  everlasting  ages  roll, 
Eternal  love  shall  feast  their  soul, 
And  scenes  of  bliss  for  ever  new 
Rise  in  succession  to  their  view. 

Here  Mary  and  Manasseh  view, 
The  dying  thief,  and  Abrah'm  too ; 
With  equal  love  their  spirits  flame, 
The  same  their  joy,  their  song  the  same. 

0  sweet  employ  to  sing  and  trace 
Th'  amazing  heights  and  depths  of  grace ; 
And  spend,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
A  blissful,  vast  eternity ! 

0  what  a  sweet,  exalted  song, 
When  ev'ry  tribe  and  ev'ry  tongue, 
Redeemed  by  blood,  with  Christ  appear, 
And  join  in  one  full  chorus  there  ! 

My  soul  anticipates  the  day, 
Would  stretch  her  wings  and  soar  away, 
To  aid  the  song,  the  palm  to  bear, 
And  praise  my  great  Redeemer  there. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  395 


SONG  326.       C.  M. 

Lo  !  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 

To  our  admiring  eyes  ! 
The  former  seas  have  pass'd  away, 

The  former  earth  and  skies. 

From  heav'n  the  New  Jeruslem  comes, 

All  worthy  of  its  Lord  ; 
See  all  things  now  at  last  renewed, 

And  Paradise  restored. 

Attending  angels  shout  for  joy, 

And  the  bright  armies  sing ; 
Mortals,  behold  the  sacred  seat 

Of  your  descending  King ! 

The  God  of  glory  down  to  men 

Removes  his  blest  abode  ; 
He  dwells  with  men ;  his  people  they, 

And  he  his  people's  God. 

His  gracious  hand  shall  wipe  the  tears 

From  ev'ry  weeping  eye ; 
And  pains, and  groans,and  griefs, and  fears, 

And  death  itself  shall  die. 

0  may  we  stand  before  the  Lamb, 
When  earth  and  seas  are  fled, 

And  hear  the  Judge  pronounce  our  name, 
With  blessings  on  our  head  I 


&yt>  SPIRITUAL,    SON  US. 


SONG  327.      C.  M. 

How  bright  these  glorious  spirits  shine ! 

Whence  all  their  bright  array? 
How  came  they  to  the  blissful  seats 

Of  everlasting  day  ? 

Lo!  these  are  they  from  sufferings  great 
Who  came  to  realms  of  light, 

And  in  the  blood  of  Christ  have  wash'd 
Those  robes  which  shine  so  bright. 

Now  with  triumphant  palms  they  stand 

Before  the  throne  on  high, 
And  serve  the  God  they  love,  amidst 

The  glories  of  the  sky.  - 

His  presence  fills  each  heart  with  joy, 

Tunes  ev'ry  mouth  to  sing ; 
By  day,  by  night,  the  sacred  courts 

With  glad  hosannas  ring. 

Hunger  and  thirst  are  felt  no  more, 
Nor  sun  with  scorching  ray ; 

God  is  their  sun,  whose  cheering  beams 
Diffuse  eternal  day. 

The  Lamb  that  sits  upon  the  throne 

Shall  o'er  them  still  preside, 
Feed  them  with  nourishment  divine, 

And  all  their  footsteps  guide. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  397 

'Mong  pastures  green  he'll  lead  his  flock, 
Where  living  streams  appear  ; 

And  God  the  Lord  from  ev'ry  eye 
Shall  wipe  off  ev'ry  tear. 


SOXG  328.       L.  M. 

My  Christian  friends  in  bonds  of  love, 
Whose  hearts  the  sweet  union  prove ; 
Your  friendship's  like  the  strongest  hand, 
Yet  we  must  take  the  parting  hand. 

Yrour  presence'  sweet,  our  union  dear, 
What  joya  we  feel  together  here  ! 
And  when  I  see  that  we  must  part, 
You  draw  like  cords  around  my  heart. 

How  sweet  the  hours  have  passM  away, 
Since  we  have  met  to  sing  and  pray ; 
How  loath  are  we  to  leave  the  place 
Where  Jesus  shows  his  smiling  face. 

0  could  I  stay  with  friends  so  kind, 
How  would  it  cheer  my  fainting  mind  1 
But  pilgrims  in  a  foreign  land. 

We  oft  must  take  the  parting  hand. 

My  Christian  friends,  both  old  and  young, 

1  trust  you  will  in  Christ  go  on  ; 

Press  on,  and  soon  you'll  win  the  prize — 
A  crown  of  glorv  in  the  skies. 


398  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

A  few  more  days,  or  years  at  most, 
And  we  shall  reach  fair  Canaan's  coast, 
When  in  that  holy,  happy  land, 
We'll  take  no  more  the  parting  hand. 

0  blessed  day  !  0  glorious  hope  ! 
My  soul  rejoices  at  the  thought, 
When  in  that  holy,  happy  land, 
We'll  take  no  more  the  parting  hand. 


SONG  329.       C.  M. 

Far  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night 

Unbounded  glories  rise ; 
And  realms  of  infinite  delight, 

Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 

Celestial  land !  could  our  weak  eyes 
But  half  thy  charms  explore, 

How  would  our  spirits  long  to  rise, 
And  dwell  on  earth  no  more  : 

There  pain  and  sickness  never  come, 
And  grief  no  place  obtains  ; 

Health  triumphs  in  immortal  bloom, 
And  endless  pleasure  reigns ! 

No  cloud  these  blissful  regions  know, 

For  ever  bright  and  fair ! 
For  sin,  the  source  of  ev'ry  woe, 

Can  never  enter  there. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  399 

There  no  alternate  night  is  known, 

Nor  sun's  faint  sickly  ray  ; 
But  glory  from  the  sacred  throne 

Spreads  everlasting  day. 


SONG  330.       C.  M. 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 
Where  saints  in  glory  reign : 

Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never- with' ring  fiow'rs  : 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 

This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 
Stand  dress'd  in  living  green  ; 

So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
"While  Jordan  roll'd  between. 

Yet  tmi'rous  mortals  start  and  shrink 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea ; 
And  linger,  shivering  on  the  brink, 

And  fear  to  launch  away. 

When  I  ascend  where  Moses  stood, 
And  view  the  landscape  o'er, 

Not  Jordan's  stream  nor  death's  cold  flood 
Can  fright  me  from  the  shore. 


400  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 


SONG  331.       C.  M. 

Jerusalem,  my  happy  home, 

0  how  I  long  for  thee ! 
When  will  my  sorrows  have  an  end? 

Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see? 

Thy  walls  are  all  of  precious  stones, 

Most  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Thy  gates  are  richly  set  with  pearl, 

Thy  streets  are  pav'd  with  gold. 

Thy  gardens  and  thy  pleasant  greens 

My  study  long  have  been  ; 
Such  sparkling  gems  by  human  sight 

Have  never  yet  been  seen. 

If  heaven  be  thus  glorious,  Lord, 
Why  should  I  stay  from  thence? 

What  folly  'tis  that  I  should  dread 
To  die  and  go  from  hence  ! 

Reach  down,  reach  down  thine  arm  of  grace 

And  cause  me  to  ascend, 
Where  congregations  ne'er  break  up, 

And  Sabbaths  never  end. 

Jesus,  my  love,  to  glory's  gone ; 

Him  will  I  go  and  see ; 
And  all  my  brethren  here  below 

Will  soon  come  after  me 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  401 

Songs  for  ffifjttsttan  (ttfjtftren. 
song  332.     c.  M. 

Happy  the  child  whose  tender  years 

Receive  instruction  well, 
Who  hates  the  sinner's  path,  and  fears 

The  road  that  leads  to  hell. 

'Twill  save  us  from  a  thousand  snares 

To  mind  religion  young, 
Grace  will  preserve  our  foll'wing  years, 

And  make  our  virtues  strong. 

To  thee,  Almighty  God,  to  thee 

Our  childhood  we  resign  ; 
'Twill  please  us  to  look  back  and  see 

That  our  whole  lives  were  thine. 

0  let  the  work  of  pray'r  and  praise 
Employ  my  youngest  breath : 

Thus  I'm  prepared  for  longer  days, 
Or  fit  for  early  death. 

SONG  333.       C.  M. 

Come,  let  us  join  the  hosts  above, 

Now  in  our  youngest  days, 
Remember  our  Creator's  love, 

And  lisp  our  Father's  praise. 
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402  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

His  Majesty  will  not  despise 
The  day  of  feeble  things  ; 

Grateful  the  songs  of  children  rise, 
And  please  the  King  of  kings. 

He  loves  to  be  remember'd  thus, 
And  honor'd  for  his  grace ; 

Out  of  the  mouth  of  babes  like  us, 
His  wisdom  perfects  praise. 

Glory  to  God,  and  praise,  and  pow'r, 
Honor  and  thanks  be  giv'n  ! 

Children  and  cherubim  adore 
The  Lord  of  earth  and  heav'n. 


SONG  334.       S.  M. 

Hail,  gracious  heav'nly  Prince ! 

To  thee  let  children  fly : 
And  on  thy  kindest  providence 

0  may  we  all  rely. 

Jesus  will  take  the  young 

Beneath  his  special  care  ; 
And  he  will  keep  their  youthful  days 

From  ev'ry  woe  and  snare. 

He  knows  their  tender  frame, 
Nor  will  their  youth  contemn  ; 

For  he  a  little  child  became, 
To  love  and  pity  them. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  403 

Nor  does  he  now  forget 

His  youthful  days  on  earth : 
Nor  would  we  ever  cease  our  praise 

For  the  Redeemer's  birth. 


soxg  335.     c.  m. 

And  now  another  day  is  gone, 
I'll  sing  iny  Maker's  praise  : 

My  comforts  er'ry  hour  make  known 
His  providence  and  grace. 

I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep ; 

Let  angels  guard  my  head ; 
And  through  the  hours  of  darkness  keep 

Their  watch  around  my  bed. 

With  cheerful  heart  I  close  my  eyes, 

Since  thou  wilt  not  remove  ; 
And  in  the  morning  let  me  rise, 

Rejoicing  in  thy  love. 


SOXG  336.       L.  M. 

Tnis  is  a  precious  book  indeed! 
Happy  the  child  that  loves  to  read  ! 
'Tis  God's  own  word,  which  he  has  giv'n 
To  show  our  souls  the  way  to  heav'n ! 


404  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

It  tells  us  how  the  world  was  made ; 
And  how  good  men  the  Lord  obey'd ; 
Here  his  commands  are  written,  too, 
To  teach  us  what  we  ought  to  do. 

It  bids  us  all  from  sin  to  fly, 
Because  our  souls  can  never  die : 
It  points  to  heav'n,  where  angels  dwell, 
And  warns  us  to  escape  from  hell. 

But,  what  is  more  than  all  beside, 
The  Bible  tells  us  Jesus  died ! 
This  is  its  best,  its  chief  intent, 
To  lead  poor  sinners  to  repent. 

Be  thankful,  children,  that  you  may 
Read  this  good  Bible  ev'ry  day : 
'Tis  God's  own  word,  which  he  has  giVn 
To  show  your  souls  the  way  to  heav'n. 


SONG  337.      C.  M. 

Young  children  once  to  Jesus  came, 

His  blessing  to  entreat ; 
And  I  may  humbly  do  the  same 

Before  his  mercy  seat. 

For,  when  their  feeble  hands  were  spread, 

And  bent  each  infant  knee, 
"  Forbid  them  not/'  the  Saviour  said, 

And  so  he  says  to  me. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  405 

Though  now  he  is  not  here  below, 

But  on  his  heavenly  hill, 
To  him  may  little  children  go, 

And  seek  a  blessing  still. 

Well  pleas'd  that  little  flock  to  see, 

The  Saviour  kindly  smil'd  ; 
0,  then,  he  will  not  frown  on  me, 

Because  I  am  a  child. 

For,  as  so  many  years  ago, 

Poor  babes  his  pity  drew, 
I'm  sure  he  will  not  let  me  go 

Without  a  blessing  too. 

Then,  while  this  favor  to  implore, 

My  little  hands  are  spread, 
Do  thou  thy  sacred  blessings  pour, 

Lord  Jesus,  on  my  head  ! 


SOXG  338.       C.  M. 

Let  children  that  would  fear  the  Lord, 
Hear  what  their  teachers  say, 

With  rev'rence  meet  their  parents'  word, 
And  with  delight  obey. 

Have  we  not  heard  what  dreadful  plagues 

Are  threatened  by  the  Lord, 
To  him  who  breaks  his  father's  law 

Or  mocks  his  mother's  word? 


406  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

But  those  that  worship  God,  and  give 

Their  parents  honor  due, 
Here  on  this  earth  they  long  shall  live, 

And  live  hereafter  too. 

SONG  339.       C.  M. 

Children  of  old  hosannas  sang 

To  praise  the  Saviour's  name ; 
We  too  would  join  our  infant  song, 

To  celebrate  his  fame. 
Chief   priests    and    scribes    were    sore 
displeas'd 

That  children  thus  should  sing ; 
But  Jesus  own'd  their  early  praise, 

And  we  our  praises  bring. 
We  bless  the  Lord  for  all  his  gifts, 

For  life,  and  food,  and  friends : 
We  bless  him  for  the  word  of  life, 

The  choicest  gift  he  sends. 
God's  sacred  word  we  learn  to  know, 

Where  heav'nly  wisdom  lies  ; 
Here,  too,  are  kind  instructions  giv'n, 

That  teach  us  to  be  wise. 

SONG  340.       C.  M. 

How  bless'd  are  they  who  always  keep 

The  pure  and  perfect  way ! 
Who  never  from  the  sacred  paths 

Of  God's  commandments  stray  ! 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  407 

How  bless'd,  who  to  his  righteous  laws 

Have  still  obedient  been ! 
And  have  with  fervent,  humble  zeal 

His  favor  sought  to  win  ! 

Such  men  their  utmost  caution  use 

To  shun  each  wicked  deed ; 
But  in  the  path  which  he  directs 

With  constant  care  proceed. 

Thou  strictly  hast  enjoined  us,  Lord, 

To  learn  thy  sacred  will ! 
And  all  our  diligence  employ 

Thy  statutes  to  fulfil. 

0  then  that  thy  most  holy  will 

Might  o'er  my  ways  preside, 
And  I  the  course  of  all  my  life 

By  thy  direction  guide. 
Then  with  assurance  should  I  walk, 

From  all  confusion  free  ; 
Convinced  with  joy,  that  all  my  ways 

With  thy  commands  agree. 

My  upright  heart  shall  my  glad  mouth 

With  cheerful  praises  fill ; 
When,  by  thy  righteous  judgments  taught, 

I  shall  have  learned  thy  will. 
So  to  thy  sacred  law  shall  I 

All  due  observance  pay ; 
0  then  forsake  me  not,  my  God, 

Nor  cast  me  quite  away  ! 


408  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 


SONG  341.       C.  M 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 
And  guard  their  lives  from  sin  ? 

Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

'Tis  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day, 
And  through  the  dangers  of  the  night 

A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

Thy  precepts  make  us  truly  wise ; 

We  hate  the  sinner's  road ; 
We  hate  our  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise, 

But  love  thy  law,  0  God. 

Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth  ; 

How  pure  is  every  page ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 

And  well  support  our  age. 


SONG  342.       C.  M. 

0  in  the  morn  of  life,  when  youth 

With  vital  ardor  glows, 
And  shines  in  all  the  fairest  charms 

That  beauty  can  disclose, — 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  409 

Deep  in  thy  soul,  before  its  powers 

Are  yet  by  vice  enslav'd, 
Be  thy  Cr^fl-tor's  glorious  name 

And  character  engrav'd  ; — 

Ere  yet  the  shades  of  sorrow  cloud 

The  sunshine  of  thy  days, 
And  cares  and  toJJs,  in  endless  round, 

Encompass  all  thy  ways  ; — 

Ere  yet  thy  heart  the  woes  of  age, 

With  vain  regret,  deplore, 
And  sadly  muse  on  former  joys, 

That  now  return  no  more. 

True  wisdom,  early  sought  and  gained, 

In  age  will  give  thee  rest ; 
0,  then,  improve  the  morn  of  life, 

To  make  its  evening  blest. 


SONG  343.       C.  M. 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

How  fair  the  lily  grows  ! 
How  sweet  the  breath,  beneath  the  hill, 

Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose  ! 

Lo !  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 
The  paths  of  peace  have  trod,  jmm 

Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 


410  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay  ; 
The  rose,  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill, 

Must  shortly  fade  away. 

0  Thou  who  givest  life  and  breath, 

We  seek  thy  grace  alone, 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age,  and  death, 

To  keep  us  still  thine  own^ 


SONG  344.       C.  M. 

How  happy  is  the  child  who  hears 
Instruction's  warning  voice, 

And  who  celestial  Wisdom  makes 
His  early,  only  choice ! 

For  she  has  treasures  greater  far 

Than  east  or  west  unfold, 
And  her  rewards  more  precious  are 

Than  all  their  stores  of  gold. 

She  guides  the  young  with  innocence 
In  pleasure's  path  to  tread ; 

A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  hoary  head. 

According  as  her  labors  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase  ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 

And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  411 

SOXG   345.        7's  and  G's. 

M  Remember  thy  Creator," 

While  youth's  fair  spring  i3  bright, 
Before  thy  cares  are  greater,  *«* 

Before  comes  age's  night ;  ■ 
While  yet  the  sun  shines  o'er  thee, 

While  stars  the  darkness  cheer, 
While  life  is  all  before  thee, 

Thy  great  Creator  fear. 
11  Remember  thy  Creator," 

Ere  life  resigns  its  trust, 
Ere  sinks  dissolving  nature, 

And  dust  returns  to  dust ; 
Before  with  God,  who  gave  it, 

The  spirit  shall  appear  : 
He  cries  who  died  to  save  it, 

"  Thy  great  Creator  fear." 


SOXG   346.        12's  and  ll's. 

Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave,  but  we  will  not  de- 
plore thee, 

Tho'  darkness  and  sorrow  encompass  the  tomb ; 

Thy  Saviour  has  pass'd  through  its  portals  before 
thee, 

And  the  lamp  of  his  love  was  thy  guide  through 
the  gloom. 


412  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave,  and  we  no  longer 

deplore  thee, 
Nor  tread  the  rough  path  of  the  world  by  thy 

side  : 
But  the  wide  arms  of  mercy  are  spread  to  enfold 

thee, 
And  this  is  our  hope  since  the  Saviour  has  died. 

Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave,  but  'twere  wrong  to 
deplore  thee, 

When  Christ  was  thy  ransom,  thy  guardian,  and 
guide  ; 

He  bought  thee,  he  took  thee,  and  soon  will  re- 
store thee, 

Where  death  has  no  power,  since  thy  Saviour 
has  died. 


SONG  347.       S.  M. 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 
And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry? 

Let  tears  of  penitential  grief 
Flow  forth  from  ev'ry  eye. 

The  Son  of  God  in  tears, 
The  wond'ring  angels  see ; 

Be  thou  astonished,  0  my  soul, 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

He  wept  that  we  might  weep, 
Each  sin  demands  a  tear, 

In  heav'n  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 


SPIRITUAL    SONUS.  413 

SONG  348.       C.  M. 

0  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free, 
A  heart  that  always  feels  the  blood 

So  freely  shed  for  me. 

A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek, 
My  great  Redeemer's  throne, 

"Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reigns  alone. 

0  for  a  lowly,  contrite  heart, 

Confiding,  true,  and  clean, 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 

From  him  that  dwells  within. 

A  heart  in  ev'ry  thought  renewed, 

And  full  of  love  divine, 
Perfect  and  right,  and  pure  and  good, 

A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine. 

Thy  presence,  gracious  Lord,  impart, 

Direct  me  from  above, 
May  thy  dear  name  be  near  my  heart, 

That  dear,  best  name  is  Love. 

SOXG  349.       C.  M. 

0  land  of  rest,  for  which  I  sigh ! 

When  will  the  moment  come? 
When  shall  I  lay  my  armor  by, 

And  dwell  in  peace  at  home  ? 


414  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

No  tranquil  joys  on  earth  I  view, 
No  peaceful,  shelt'ring  dome  ; 

This  world's  a  wilderness  of  woe— 
This  world  is  not  my  home. 

To  Jesus  Christ  I  sought  for  rest ; 

He  bade  me  cease  to  roam, 
And  fly  for  refuge  to  his  breast< 

And  he'd  conduct  me  home** 

"When  by  affliction  sorely  tried 

I  view  the  open'd  tomb,  ** 
Although  I  dread  death's  chilling  tide, 

Yet  still  I  sigh  for  home. 


SONG  350.       C.  M. 

While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Pow'r ! 

Be  my  vain  wishes  stilPd ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour, 

With  better  hopes  be  filPd. 

Thy  love  the  pow'r  of  thought  bestow'd, 
To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar : 

Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flow'd ; 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  guiding  hand  I  see ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  most  dear, 

Because  conferr'd  by  thee. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  415 

In  ev'ry  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  ev'ry  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise. 

Or  seek  relief  in  pray'r. 
My  lifted  eyes,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see, 
My  steadfast  heart,  without  a  fear, 

Shall  find  repose  in  thee. 

SOXG  351.       L.  M. 

God  from  the  dead  has  raised  his  Son ; 

Death  and  the  powers  of  hell  are  spoiled ; 
Justice  declares  the  work  is  done, 

And  God  and  man  are  reconcil'd. 
Christians,  for  whom  the  Lord  was  slain, 

Give  to  his  name  the  glory  due  ; 
0  let  his  love  your  hearts  constrain 

To  live  for  him  who  died  for  you. 
Earth's  empty  toys  no  more  esteem, 

Your  minds  from  worldly  thoughts  re- 
move ; 
Let  your  affections  rise  with  him, 

And  set  your  hearts  on  things  above. 

SOXG  352.       L.  M. 

The  food  on  which  thy  children  live, 
Great  God,  is  thine  alone  to  give ; 
And  we,  for  grace  received,  would  raise 
A  sacred  song  of  love  and  praise. 


416  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

How  fast,  how  full,  how  rich,  how  free, 
Bless'd  Jesus,  thy  rich  treasures  be ! 
To  the  full  fountain  of  our  joys, 
"We  gladly  come  for  fresh  supplies. 

For  this  we  wait  upon  thee,  Lord  ; 
For  this  we  listen  to  thy  word ; 
Descend  like  gentle  show'rs  of  rain, 
Nor  let  our  souls  attend  in  vain. 


SONG   353.        S'sandG's. 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest, 
To  mourning  wand'rers  given  ; 
There  is  a  tear  for  souls  distress'd, 
A  balm  for  ev'ry  wounded  breast — 
'Tis  found  above — in  heaven. 

There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 

By  sins  and  sorrows  driven  ; 
When  toss'd  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
When  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls, 

And  all  is  drear — but  heav'n. 

There  faith  lifts  up  the  tearless  eye, 

The  heart  with  anguish  riven ; 
It  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
Sees  ev'ning  shadows  quickly  fly, 
And  all  serene — in  heaven. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  417 

There  fragrant  flow'rs  immortal  bloom, 
And  joys  supreme  are  given  ; 

There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom; 

Beyond  the  dark  and  narrow  tomb  — 
Appears  the  dawn — of  heav'n. 


SONG  354.       7's. 

Hail  the  day  that  saw  him  rise, 
Ravish'd  from  his  people's  eyes ; 
Christ,  a  while  to  mortals  giv'n, 
Re-ascends  his  native  heav'n. 
There  the  splendid  triumph  waits — 
"  Lift  your  heads,  you  heav'nly  gates  ; 
Wide  unfold  the  radiant  scene, 
Take  the  King  of  glory  in/' 

He,  whom  highest  heav'n  receives, 
Ever  loves  the  friends  he  leaves ; 
Though  returning  to  his  throne, 
Still  he  calls  his  saints  his  own ; 
Still  for  us  he  intercedes, 
Prevalent  his  death  he  pleads  ; 
Near  himself  prepares  a  place, 
Harbinger  of  human  race. 

Taken  from  our  eyes  to-day, 
Master,  hear  us  when  we  pray ; 
See  thy  needy  servants,  see, 
Ever  gazing  up  to  thee : 
27 


418  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Grant,  though  parted  from  our  sight, 
Far  above  yon  azure  height, 
Grant  our  hearts  may  thither  rise, 
Follow  thee  beyond  the  skies. 

Ever  upward  let  us  move, 
Wafted  on  the  wings  of  love  ; 
Looking  when  the  Lord  shall  come, 
Longing,  reaching  after  home  ; 
There  for  ever  to  remain, 
Partners  of  thy  endless  reign; 
There  thy  face  unclouded  see, 
Find  our  heav'n  of  heav'ns  in  thee. 


SONG  355.       C.  M. 

Mistaken  souls!  that  dream  of  heav'n, 
And  make  their  empty  boast 

Of  inward  joys  and  sins  forgiv'n, 
While  they  are  slaves  to  lust. 

How  vain  are  all  our  fancy's  nights, 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead  ; 
None  but  a  living  power  unites 

To  Christ,  the  living  head. 

,rIis  faith  that  purines  the  heart ; 

'Tis  faith  that  works  by  love ; 
That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 

And  lifts  the  thoughts  above 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  419 

This  faith  shall  er  ry  fear  control 

By  its  celestial  pow'r  ; 
With  holy  triumph  fill  the  soul 

In  death's  approaching  hour. 


soxg  356.     c.  m. 

Father  of  all,  we  bow  to  thee, 
Who  dwelPst  in  heav'n  ador'd, 

But  present  still  through  all  thy  worfcs, 
The  universal  Lord. 

For  ever  hallow'd  be  thy  name 

By  all  beneath  the  skies ; 
And  let  thy  kingdom  still  advance 

Till  grace  to  glory  rise. 

A  grateful  homage  let  us  yield, 
With  hearts  resign'd  to  thee ; 

And  as  in  heav'n  thy  will  is  done, 
On  earth  so  let  it  be. 

From  day  to  day  we  humbly  own 
The  hand  that  feeds  us  still ; 

Give  us  our  bread,  and  teach  to  rest 
Contented  with  thy  will. 

Our  sins  before  thee  we  confess ; 

0  may  we  be  forgiv'n  ! 
As  we  to  others  mercy  show, 

We  mercy  beg  from  heav'n ! 


420  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Still  let  thy  grace  our  lives  direct, 

From  evil  guard  our  way, 
And  in  temptation's  fatal  path 

Permit  us  not  to  stray. 

For  thine  the  pow'r,  the  kingdom  thine, 

All  glory's  due  to  thee ; 
Thine  from  eternity  they  were, 

And  thine  shall  ever  be. 

SONG  357.       7's. 

Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  ; 

Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 

From  thy  side,  a  healing  flood, 

Be  of  sin  the  double  cure — 

Save  from  wrath  and  make  me  pure. 

Should  my  tears  for  ever  flow, 
Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
This  for  sin  could  not  atone ; 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone : 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring ; 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  my  eyelids  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne — 
Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 
Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  I 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  421 


SONG  358.       L.  M. 

Let  thoughtless  thousands  choose  the  road 
That  leads  the  soul  away  from  God ; 
This  happiness,  blest  Lord,  be  mine, 
To  live  and  die  entirely  thine. 

On  Christ,  by  faith,  my  soul  would  live, 
From  him  my  life,  my  all  receive  ; 
To  him  devote  my  fleeting  hours, 
Serve  him  alone  with  all  my  pow'rs. 

Christ  is  my  everlasting  all ; 
To  him  I  look,  on  him  I  call ; 
He  will  my  ev'ry  want  supply 
In  time  and  through  eternity. 

Soon  will  the  Lord,  my  life,  appear ; 
Soon  shall  I  end  my  trials  here ; 
Leave  sin  and  sorrow,  death  and  pain ; 
To  live  is  Christ,  to  die  is  gain. 


SONG  359.       C.  M. 

Dear  brethren,  come,  draw  near  to  God, 
With  songs  of  sacred  praise ; 

For  he  is  good,  immensely  good, 
And  just  are  all  his  ways. 


422  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

All  nature  owns  his  guardian  care  ; 

In  him  we  live  and  move ; 
But  nobler  benefits  declare 

The  wonder  of  his  love. 
He  gave  his  Son,  his  only  Son, 

To  ransom  rebel  worms  ; 
;Tis  here  he  makes  his  goodness  known 

In  its  diviner  forms. 

SONG  360.       C.  M. 

Mr  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love, 

My  everlasting  all ; 
I've  none  but  thee  in  heav'n  above, 

Or  on  this  earthly  ball. 

How  vain  a  toy  is  glitt'ring  wealth, 

If  once  compar'd  to  thee  ! 
Or  what's  my  safety  or  my  health, 

Or  all  my  friends  to  me  ? 

Were  I  possessor  of  the  earth, 
And  called  the  stars  my  own, 

Without  thy  graces  and  thyself, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

SONG  361.       C.  M. 

Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  ev'ry  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigor  on ; 
A  heav'nly  race  demands  your  zeal, 

And  an  immortal  crown. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  423 

'Tis  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high ; 
?Tis  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 

To  mine  aspiring  eve. 
A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Holds  thee  in  full  survey ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 

And  onward  urge  thy  way. 
Blest  Saviour,  introduced  by  thee; 

Have  we  our  race  begun ; 
And  crown'd  with  vict'ry  at  thy  feet 

We'll  lay  our  honors  down. 

SOXG  362.       C.  M. 

Great  God,  where'er  we  pitch  our  tent, 

Let  us  an  altar  raise ; 
And  there,  with  humble  frame,  present 

Our  sacrifice  of  praise. 

To  thee  we  give  our  health  and  strength, 
"While  health  and  strength  shall  last 

For  future  mercies  humbly  trust, 
Nor  e'er  forget  the  past. 

soxg  363.     s.  m. 

The  man  is  ever  blest, 

"Who  shuns  the  sinner's  ways, 

Amwdst  their  counsels  never  stands, 
Nor  takes  the  scorner's  place. 


424  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

But  makes  the  law  of  God 

His  study  and  delight, 
Throughout  the  labors  of  the  day, 

And  watches  of  the  night. 

He  like  a  tree  shall  thrive, 

With  waters  near  its  root, 
Fresh  as  a  leaf  his  name  shall  live ; 

His  works  are  heav'nly  fruit. 

Not  so  th'  ungodly  men ; 

They  no  such  blessings  find ; 
Their  hopes  shall  flee  like  empty  chaff, 

Before  the  driving  wind. 

How  will  they  bear  to  stand 

Before  the  judgment  seat, 
Where  all  the  saints  at  Christ's  right  hand 

In  full  assembly  meet  ? 

He  knows  and  he  approves 

The  way  the  righteous  go, 
But  sinners  and  their  works  shall  meet 

A  dreadful  overthrow. 


SONG  364.       S.  M. 

Lord,  we  expect  a  day 

Still  brighter  far  than  this, 
When  death  shall  bear  our  souls  away, 

To  realms  of  lip-ht  and  bliss. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  425 

There  rapt'rous  scenes  of  joy- 
Shall  burst  upon  our  sight ; 

And  ev'ry  pain,  and  tear  and  sigh, 
Be  drown'd  in  endless  night. 

Beneath  thy  balmy  wing, 

0  Sun  of  Righteousness! 
Our  happy  souls  shall  sit  and  sing 

The  wonders  of  thy  grace. 

Nor  shall  that  radiant  day, 

So  joyfully  begun, 
In  ev;ning  shadows  die  away 

Beneath  the  setting  sun. 

How  various  and  how  new 

Are  thy  compassions,  Lord ! 
Eternity  thy  love  shall  show, 

And  all  thy  truth  record. 


SONG  365.       S.  M. 

This  world  can  never  give 
The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh  ; 

'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years  ; 

And  all  that  life  is  love. 


426  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

There  is  a  death  whose  pang 
Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath  ; 

0  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  that  awful  death  ! 

Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace, 
Teach  us  that  death  to  shun. 

Lest  we  be  driven  from  thy  face, 
And  evermore  undone. 


SONG  366.       L.  M. 

Hosanna  to  the  Church's  Head, 
Who  suffer'd  in  our  room  and  stead ! 
He  was  immers'd  in  Jordan's  flood, 
And  then  immers'd  in  sweat  and  blood ! 

Behold  the  grave  where  Jesus  lay, 
Before  he  shed  his  precious  blood ; 
How  plain  he  mark'd  the  humble  way 
To  sinners  through  the  mystic  flood. 

Come,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
Come  and  obey  his  sacred  word ; 
He  died  and  rose  again  for  you ; 
What  more  could  the  Redeemer  do  ? 

We  to  this  place  are  come  to  show 
What  we  to  boundless  mercy  owe ; 
The  Saviour's  footsteps  to  explore, 
And  tread  the  path  he  trod  before. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  427 

SOXG  367.       L.  M. 

Immortal  God  !  on  thee  we  call, 
The  great  original  of  all ! 
Through  thee  we  are,  to  thee  we  tend, 
Our  sure  support,  our  glorious  end. 

We  praise  thy  wise,  mysterious  grace, 
That  pitied  our  revolted  race, 
And  Jesus,  our  great  covenant  head, 
The  Captain  of  salvation  made. 

Thy  justice  doomed  that  he  should  die, 
Who  for  our  sins  would  satisfy ; 
His  death  was  therefore  fix'd  of  old, 
And  in  thy  word  of  truth  foretold. 

A  scene  of  wonders  here  we  see, 
Worthy  thy  Son,  and  worthy  thee  ; 
And  while  this  theme  employs  our  tongues, 
All  heav'n  unites  its  sweetest  songs. 

SOXG  368.       L.  M. 

"'Tis  fixish'd,"  the  Redeemer  cries, 
Then  lowly  bows  his  fainting  head ; 

And  soon  th;  expiring  sacrifice 
Sinks  to  the  regions  of  the  dead. 

'Tis  done — the  mighty  work  is  done ! 

For  men  or  angels  much  too  great ; 
Which  none  but  God's  almighty  Son, 

Or  would  attempt,  or  could  complete. 


428  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

'Tis  done — old  things  are  pass'd  away, 
And  a  new  state  of  things  begun  ; 

A  kingdom  which  shall  ne'er  decay, 
But  shall  outlast  the  circling  sun. 

A  new  account  of  time  begins  ; 

Now  our  dear  Lord  resumes  his  breath; 
Charg'd  with  our  sorrows  and  our  sins, 

Our  lives  to  ransom  by  his  death. 

Once  he  was  dead,  but  now  he  reigns, 
He  lives,  he  lives,  he  lives  again ; 

Let's  tell  our  joys  in  pious  strains, 
And  spread  the  glory  of  his  name. 


SONG  369.       L.  M. 

Not  all  the  nobles  of  the  earth, 
Who  boast  the  honors  of  their  birth, 
Such  real  dignity  can  claim, 
As  those  who  bear  the  Christian  name. 

To  them  the  privilege  is  giv'n 
To  be  the  sons  and  heirs  of  heav'n; 
Sons  of  God,  who  reigns  on  high, 
And  heirs  of  God  beyond  the  sky. 

On  them,  a  happy,  chosen  race, 
Their  Father  pours  his  richest  grace ; 
To  them  his  counsels  he  imparts, 
And  stamps  his  image  on  their  hearts. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  429 

Their  daily  wants  his  hands  supply, 
Their  steps  he  guards  with  watchful  eye; 
Leads  them  from  earth  to  heav'n  above, 
And  crowns  them  with  eternal  love. 

If  I've  the  honor,  Lord,  to  be 
One  of  this  num'rous  family, 
On  me  the  gracious  gift  bestow 
To  call  thee  Abba,  Father,  too. 

So  may  my  conduct  ever  prove 
My  filial  piety  and  love ; 
"Whilst  all  my  brethren  clearly  trace 
Theii  Father's  likeness  in  my  face. 

SOXG  370.       7's. 

;Tis  religion  that  can  give 
Sweetest  pleasure  while  we  live ; 
'Tis  religion  must  supply 
Solid  comfort  when  we  die. 

After  death,  its  joys  will  be 
Lasting  as  eternity ! 
Be  the  living  God  my  friend, 
Then  my  bliss  shall  never  end. 

SONG  371.       C  M. 

Rejoice,  believers  in  the  Lord, 
Who  makes  your  cause  his  own; 

The  hope  that's  built  upon  his  word 
Can  ne'er  be  overthrown. 


430  SriRITUAL    SONGS. 

Though  many  foes  beset  your  road, 

And  feeble  is  your  arm, 
Your  life  is  hid  in  Christ  your  God, 

Beyond  the  reach  of  harm. 

"Weak  as  you  are,  you  shall  not  faint, 
Or  fainting,  shall  not  die ; 

Jesus,  the  strength  of  ev'ry  saint, 
Will  aid  you  from  on  high. 

As  surely  as  he  overcame, 
And  triumphed  once  for  you  ; 

So  surely  you  that  love  his  name 
Shall  triumph  in  him  too. 


SOXG  372.       C.  M. 

Great  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 

Are  by  creation  thine ; 
And  in  thy  works,  by  all  beheld, 

Thy  radiant  glories  shine. 

But,  Lord,  thy  greater  love  hath  sent 

Thy  gospel  to  mankind, 
Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 

Are  treasured  in  thy  mind. 

Lord,  when  shall  these  glad  tidings  spread 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
Till  ev'ry  tribe  and  ev'ry  soul 

Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound? 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  431 

0  when  shall  Afric's  sable  sons 

Enjoy  the  heav'nly  word, 
And  vassals,  long  enslav'd,  become 

The  freemen  of  the  Lord  ? 

When  shall  the  untutored  heathen  tribes, 

A  dark,  bewildered  race, 
Sit  down  at  our  Immanuel's  feet, 

And  learn  and  see  his  grace  ? 

Haste,  sovereign  mercy,  and  transform 

Their  cruelty  to  love  ; 
Soften  the  tiger  to  a  lamb, 

The  vulture  to  a  dove ! 

Smile,  Lord,  on  ev'ry  effort,  made 

To  spread  the  gospel  rays. 
And  build  on  sin's  demolished  thrones 

The  temples  of  thy  peace  ! 


SOXG  373.       C.  M. 

Come,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord, 

And  lift  your  souls  above  ; 
Let  ev'ry  heart  and  voice  accord 

To  sing  that  God  is  love. 

This  precious  truth  this  world  declares, 

And  all  his  mercies  prove  ; 
Jesus,  the  gift  of  gifts,  appears 

To  show  that  God  is  love. 


432  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Sinai,  in  clouds,  and  smoke,  and  fire, 
Thunders  his  dreadful  name ! 

But  Zion  sings,  in  melting  notes, 
The  honors  of  the  Lamb. 

In  all  his  doctrines  and  commands, 

His  counsels  and  designs, 
In  ev'ry  work  his  hands  have  fram'd, 

His  love  supremely  shines. 

Angels  and  men  the  news  proclaim, 
Through  earth  and  heav'n  above, 

The  joyful  and  transporting  news, 
That  God,  the  Lord,  is  love ! 


SONG  374.       C.  M. 

Lord,  in  thy  presence  here  we  meet ; 

May  we  in  thee  be  found ! 
0  make  the  place  divinely  sweet, 

0  let  thy  grace  abound ! 

To-day  the  order  of  thy  house 
We  would  in  peace  maintain ; 

We  would  renew  our  solemn  vows, 
And  heav'nly  strength  regain. 

Thy  spirit,  gracious  Lord,  impart; 

Our  faith  and  hope  increase ; 
Display  thy  love  in  ev'ry  heart, 

And*  keep  us  all  in  peace. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  433 

Let  no  discordant  passions  rise 

To  mar  the  work  of  love  ; 
But  hold  us  in  those  heav'nly  ties 

That  bind  the  saints  above. 

"With  harmony  and  union  bless, 

That  we  may  own  to  thee 
How  good,  how  sweet,  how  pleasant  ?tis, 

When  brethren  all  agree. 

May  Zion's  good  be  kept  in  view, 

And  bless  our  feeble  aim, 
That  all  we  undertake  to  do, 

May  glorify  thy  name. 


SONG  375.       C.  M. 

How  vain  are  all  things  here  below ! 

How  false,  and  yet  how  fair ; 
Each  pleasure  has  its  poison  too, 

And  ev'ry  sweet  a  snare. 

The  brightest  things  below  the  sky 
Give  but  a  flatt'ring  light ; 

We  should  suspect  some  danger  nigb 
Where  we  possess  delight. 

Our  dearest  joys  and  nearest  friends, 
The  partners  of  our  blood, 

How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God. 
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434  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

The  fondness  of  a  creature's  love, 

How  strong  it  strikes  the  sense  ! 
Thither  the  warm  affections  move, 

Nor  can  we  call  them  thence. 
Blest  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 

My  soul's  eternal  food ; 
And  grace  command  my  heart  away 

From  all  created  good. 

SONG  376.       ll's. 
The  chariot!  the  chariot!  its  wheels  roll  in  fire, 
As  the  Lord  corneth  down  in  the  pomp  of  his  ire ; 
Lo !  self-moving,  it  drives  on  its  pathway  of  cloud, 
And  the  heav'ns  with  the  burden  of  Godhead  are 

bow'd. 
The  glory !  the  glory !  around  him  are  pour'd 
Mighty  hosts  of  the  angels  that  wait  on  the  Lord; 
And  the  glorifi'd  saints,  and  the  martyrs  are  there, 
And  there,  all  who  the  palm-wreaths  of  victory 

wear! 
The  trumpet!  the  trumpet!  the  dead  have  all  heard; 
Lo  !  the  depths  of  the  stone-cover'd  charnel  are 

stirr'd  ! 
From  the  sea,  from  the  earth,  from  the  south, 

from  the  north, 
All  the  vast  generations  of  men  are  come  forth. 
The  judgment!  the  judgment!  the  thrones  are 

all  set, 
Where  the  lamb  and  the  bright-crowned  elders 

are  met ! 
There  all  flesh  is  at  once  in  the  sight  of  the  Lord, 
And  the  doom  of  eternity  hangs  on  his  word. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  435 

SOXG   377.        8%  7's,  and  4'a. 

Sweet  the  moment,  rich  in  blessing, 
Which  before  the  cross  we  spend ; 

Life,  and  health,  and  peace  possessing, 
From  the  dying  sinner's  friend ; 

Hallelujah!  hallelujah! 
From  the  dying  sinner's  friend. 

Truly  blessed  is  our  station, 

Low  before  his  cross  we  lie ; 
While  we  see  divine  compassion 

Beaming  in  his  gracious  eye. 

Love  and  grief  our  hearts  dividing, 
With  our  tears  his  feet  we'll  bathe ; 

Constant  still,  in  faith  abiding. 
Life  deriving  from  his  death. 

May  we  still  enjoy  this  feeling, 

Still  to  our  Redeemer  go, 
Prove  his  wounds  each  day  more  healing, 

And  himself  more  truly  known, 
Hallelujah!  hallelujah! 

From  the  dying  sinner's  friend. 

SOXG  378.       L.  M. 

We've  no  abiding  city  here : 

This  may  distress  the  worldling's  mind,' 
But  should  not  cost  the  saint  a  tear, 

Who  hopes  a  better  rest  to  find. 


436  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

We've  no  abiding  city  here ; 

Sad  truth  were  this  to  be  our  home ; 
But  let  this  thought  our  spirits  cheer, 

We  seek  a  city  yet  to  come. 

We've  no  abiding  city  here: 
Then  let  us  live  as  pilgrims  do ; 

Let  not  the  world  our  rest  appear, 
But  let  us  haste  from  all  below. 

We've  no  abiding  city  here : 

We  seek  a  city  out  of  sight ; 
Zion  its  name  ;  we'll  soon  be  there  ; 

It  shines  with  everlasting  light. 

Zion  !    Jehovah  is  her  strength  ! 

Secure  she  smiles  at  all  her  foes ; 
And  weary  travellers  at  length 

Within  her  sacred  walls  repose. 

0  sweet  abode  of  peace  and  love ! 

Where  pilgrims  freed  from  toil  are  blest; 
Had  I  the  pinions  of  the  dove, 

I'd  flee  to  thee  and  be  at  rest. 

But  hush,  my  soul,  nor  dare  repine ; 

The  time  my  God  appoints  is  best; 
While  here,  to  do  his  will  be  mine, 

And  his  to  fix  my  time  of  rest. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  437 

song  379.     rs. 

Lo !  the  stone  is  roll'd  away ; 
Death  yields  up  his  mighty  prey ; 
Jesus  rising  from  the  tomb, 
Scatters  all  its  fearful  gloom* 

Praise  him,  ye  celestial  choirs, 
Praise,  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres; 
Praise  him  in  the  noblest  songs, 
From  ten  thousand  thousand  tongues. 

Ev'ry  note  with  rapture  swell, 
And  the  Saviour's  triumphs  tell ; 
Where,  0  death !  is  now  thy  sting? 
"Where  thy  terrors,  vanquish' d  king? 

Let  Immanuel  be  ador'd, 
Ransom,  Mediator,  Lord! 
To  creation's  utmost  bound, 
Let  th'  eternal  praise  resound. 

SONG   380.        7's  and  6's. 

Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home  ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day — 

A  journey  to  the  tomb  ; 
Youth  and  vigor  soon  will  flee : 

Blooming  beauty  lose  its  charms ; 
All  that's  mortal  soon  shall  be 

Enclos'd  in  death's  cold  arms. 


438  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day — 

A  journey  to  the  tomb  ! 
But  the  children  shall  enjoy 

Health  and  beauty  soon  above, 
Far  beyond  the  world's  alloy, 

Secure  in  Jesus7  love. 

SONG  381.        6'sandS's. 

To  God,  the  mighty  Lord, 
Your  joyful  thanks  repeat ; 

To  him  due  praise  afford, 
As  good  as  he  is  great : 

For  God  doth  prove  our  constant  friend. 

His  boundless  love  shall  never  end. 

To  Him  whose  wondrous  power 

All  other  gods  obey, 
Whom  earthly  kings  adore, 

This  grateful  homage  pay. 

By  his  almighty  hand 

Amazing  works  are  wrought ; 
The  heav'ns  at  his  command 

Were  to  perfection  brought. 

He  spreads  the  ocean  round 

About  the  spacious  land  ; 
And  made  the  rising  ground 

Above  the  waters  stand. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  439 

Through  heaven  he  does  display 

His  numerous  hosts  of  light ; 
The  sun  to  rule  by  day, 

The  moon  and  stars  by  night. 

He  does  the  food  supply 

On  which  all  creatures  live  ; 
To  God  who  reigns  on  high, 

Eternal  praises  give: 
For  God  w ill  prove  our  constant  friend, 
His  boundless  love  shall  never  end. 


SOXG   382.        6'sandS's. 

God  struck  the  first-born  dead 

Of  Egypt's  stubborn  land ; 
And-  thence  his  people  led 

With  his  resistless  hand : 
For  God  doth  prove  our  constant  friend, 
His  boundless  love  shall  never  end. 

By  him  the  raging  sea, 

As  if  in  pieces  rent, 
Disclos'd  a  middle  way, 

Through  which  his  people  went. 

Where  soon  he  overthrew 
Proud  Pharaoh  and  his  host, 

Who,  daring  to  pursue, 
Were  in  the  billows  lost. 


44u  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Through  deserts  vast  and  wild 

He  led  the  chosen  seed  ; 
And  famous  princes  foil'd, 

And  made  great  monarchs  bleed. 

Sihon,  whose  potent  hand 

Great  Amnion's  sceptre  sway'd ; 

And  Og,  whose  stern  command 
Rich  Bashan's  land  obey'd. 

And,  of  his  wondrous  grace, 
Their  lands  whom  he  destroy'd 

He  gave  to  Israel's  race, 
To  be  by  them  enjoy 'd. 

He,  in  our  depth  of  woes, 
On  us  with  favor  thought,  • 

And  from  our  cruel  foes 

In  peace  and  safety  brought : 

For  God  will  prove  our  constant  friend, 

His  boundless  love  shall  never  end. 

SONG  383.       C.  M. 

0  thou  my  light,  my  life,  my  joy, 

My  glory  and  my  all ! 
Unsent  by  thee,  no  good  can  come, 

Nor  evil  can  befall. 

Such  are  thy  schemes  of  providence, 
And  methods  of  thy  grace, 

That  I  may  safely  trust  in  thee 
Through  all  this  wilderness. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  441 

'Tis  thine  outstretched  and  pow'rful  arm 

Upholds  me  in  the  way ; 
And  thy  rich  bounty  well  supplies 

The  wants  of  ev'ry  day. 

For  such  compassion,  0  my  God ! 

Ten  thousand  thanks  are  due ; 
For  such  compassion  I  esteem 

Ten  thousand  thanks  too  few. 


SOXG  384.       L.  M. 

Awake,  my  soul,  in  joyful  lays, 
And  sing  my  great  Redeemer's  praise ; 
He  justly  claims  a  song  from  me, 
His  loving  kindness,  0  how  free ! 

He  saw  me  ruin'd  in  the  fall, 
Yet  lov'd  me,  notwithstanding  all ; 
He  sav'd  me  ft\>m  my  lost  estate, 
His  loving  kindness,  0  how  great ! 

Though  num'rous  hosts  of  mighty  foes, 
Though  earth  and  hell  my  way  oppose, 
He  safely  leads  my  soul  along, 
His  loving  kindness,  0  how  strong ! 

When  trouble,  like  a  gloomy  cloud, 
Has  gather'd  thick  and  thunder'd  loud, 
He  near  my  soul  has  always  stood, 
His  loving  kindness,  0  how  good ! 


442  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Soon  shall  I  pass  the  gloomy  vale, 
Soon  all  my  mortal  powers  must  fail  ; 
0  may  my  last  expiring  breath 
His  loving  kindness  sing  in  death ! 

Then  let  me  mount  and  soar  away 
To  the  bright  world  of  endless  day, 
And  sing  with  rapture  and  surprise 
His  loving  kindness  in  the  skies  ! 


SONG   385.        9'sandS's. 

There  is  a  place  where  my  hopes  are  stay'd, 

My  heart  and  my  treasure  are  there ; 
Where  verdure  and  blossoms  never  fade, 
And  fields  are  eternally  fair. 

That  blissful  place  is  my  father-land  ; 

By  faith  its  delights  I  explore  ; 
Come,  favor  my  flight,  angelic  band, 
And  waft  me  in  peace  to  the  shore. 

There  is  a  place  where  the  angels  dwell, 
A  pure  and  a  peaceful  abode  ; 

The  joys  of  that  place  no  tongue  can  tell; 
For  there  is  the  palace  of  God  ! 

There  is  a  place  where  my  friends  are  gone 
Who  suffered  and  worshipp'd  with  me ; 

Exalted  with  Christ,  high  on  his  throne, 
The  King  in  his  beauty  they  see. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  443 

There  is  a  place  where  I  hope  to  live 
When  life  and  its  labors  are  o'er, 

A  place  which  the  Lord  to  me  will  give, 
And  then  I  shall  sorrow  no  more. 

That  blissful  place ,  &c. 

SOXG  386.       L.  M. 

Hosanna  to  King  David's  Son, 
Who  reigns  on  a  superior  throne  ; 
We  bless  the  Prince  of  heav'nly  birth, 
Who  brings  salvation  down  to  earth ! 
Let  ev'ry  nation,  ev'ry  age, 
In  this  delightful  work  engage, 
Old  men  and  babes  in  Zion  sing 
The  growing  glories  of  her  King. 

SOXG  387.       P.  M. 

Among  the  mountain  trees 

The  winds  were  whispering  low, 
And  night's  ten  thousand  harmonies 

Were  harmonies  of  woe  ; 
A  voice  of  grief  was  on  the  gale, 
It  came  from  Kedron's  gloomy  vale. 
It  was  the  Saviour's  prayer 

That  on  the  silence  broke, 
Imploring  strength  from  heav'n  to  bear 

The  sin-avenging  stroke, 
As  in  Gethsemane  he  knelt, 
And  pangs  unknown  his  bosom  felt. 


444  SPIRITUAL     SONGS. 

The  fitful  starlight  shone 

In  dim  and  misty  gleams, 
Deep  was  his  agonizing  groan, 

And  large  the  vital  streams 
That  trickled  to  the  dewy  sod 
While  Jesus  rais'd  his  voice  to  God. 
The  chosen  three  that  stay'd 

Their  nightly  watch  to  keep, 
Left  him  through  sorrows  deep  to  wade, 

And  gave  themselves  to  sleep : 
Meekly  and  sad  he  pray'd  alone  ; 
Strangely  forgotten  by  his  own. 
Along  the  streamlet's  banks 

The  reckless  traitor  came, 
And  heavy  on  his  bosom  sank 

The  load  of  guilt  and  shame  ; 
Yet  unto  them  that  waited  nigh 
He  gave  the  Lamb  of  God  to  die. 
Among  the  mountain  trees 

The  winds  were  whispering  low, 
And  night's  ten  thousand  harmonies 

Were  harmonies  of  woe, 
For  cruel  voices  fill'd  the  gale 
That  came  from  Kedron's  gloomy  vale. 

SONG  388.       L.  M. 

Lord,  what  is  man  ?    Extremes  .how  wide 
In  this  mysterious  nature  join! 

The  flesh  to  worms  and  dust  allied, 
The  soul  immortal  and  divine. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  445 

Divine  at  first,  a  holy  flame 

Kindled  by  heavVs  inspiring  breath ; 
Till  sin,  with  pow'r  prevailing,  came ; 

Then  follow' d   darkness,    shame,    and 
death. 
But  Jesus,  0  amazing  grace  ! 

Assum/d  our  nature  as  his  own, 
Obeyed  and  suffered  in  our  place, 

Then  took  it  with  him  to  his  throne. 
Now  what  is  man  when  grace  reveals 

The  virtue  of  a  Saviour's  blood  ! 
Again  a  life  divine  he  feels, 

Despises  earth  and  walks  with  God. 
And  what,  in  yonder  realms  above, 

Is  ransom'd  man  ordain'd  to  be  ! 
With  honor,  holiness,  and  love, 

No  seraph  more  adorn'd  than  he. 
Nearest  the  throne,  and  first  in  song, 

Man  shall  his  hallelujahs  raise ; 
While  wand'ring  angels  round  him  throng 

And  swell  the  chorus  of  his  praise. 

SONG  389.       H's. 
Thou  sweet  gliding  Kedron,  by  thy  silver  stream 
Our  Saviour  would  linger  in  moonlight's    soft 

beam ; 
And  by  thy  bright  waters  till  midnight  would  stay, 
And  lose  in  thy  murmurs  the  toils  of  the  day. 

How  damp  were  the  vapors  that  fell  on  his  head, 
How  hard  was  his  pillow,  how  humble  his  bed  ,* 


446  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

The  angels  beholding,  amaz'd  at  the  sight, 
Attended  their  Master  with  solemn  delight. 

0  garden  of  Olives  !  thou  dear  honor'd  spot, 
The  fame  of  thy  wonders  shall  ne'er  be  forgot; 
The  theme  most  transporting  to  seraphs  above, 
The  triumph  of  sorrow,  the  triumph  of  love  ! 

Tome  saints,  and  adore  him ;  come  bow  at  his  feet  ; 
0  give  him  the  glory,  the  praise  that  is  meet; 
Let  joyful  hosannas  unceasing  arise, 
And  join  the  full  chorus  that  gladdens  the  skies. 


SONG  390.       C.  M. 

i  sing  th'  almighty  power  of  God, 
That  made  the  mountains  rise  ; 

That  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad, 
And  built  the  lofty  skies. 

I  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordain'd 

The  sun  to  rule  the  day ; 
The  moon  shines  full  at  his  command, 

And  all  the  stars  obey. 

I  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
That  fill'd  the  earth  with  food  ; 

He  formed  the  creatures  with  his  word, 
And  then  pronounc'd  them  good. 

Lord,  how  thy  wonders  are  display'd 
Where'er  I  turn  mine  eyes, 

If  I  survey  the  ground  I  tread, 
Or  gaze  upon  the  skies. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  447 

There's  not  a  plant  or  flow'r  below 
But  makes  thy  glories  known ; 

And  clouds  arise  and  tempests  blow 
By  order  from  thy  throne. 

Creatures  (as  numerous  as  they  be) 

Are  subject  to  thy  care  ; 
There's  n*ot  a  place  where  we  can  flee, 

But  God  is  present  there. 

In  heav'n  he  shines  with  beams  of  love; 

With  wrath  in  hell  beneath  ! 
'Tis  on  his  earth  I  stand  or  move, 

And  'tis  his  air  I  breathe. 

His  hand  is  my  perpetual  guard: 

He  keeps  me  with  his  eye ; 
Why  should  I  then  forget  the  Lord, 

Who  is  for  ever  nigh. 


SOXG  391.       L.  Iff. 

Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die  ? 

What  tim'rous  worms  we  mortals  are  I 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy, 

And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

The  pains,  the  groans,  and  dying  strife 
Fright  our  approaching  souls  away ; 

Still  we  shrink  back  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 


448  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

0  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet  • 

My  soul  would  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 

Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  pa- 
Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  Read, 

And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 


SOXG  392.       L.  M. 

Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use, 
If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found 
Like  tinkling  brass,  an  empty  sound. 

Were  I  inspired  to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heav'n  and  hell ; 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 

Should  I  distribute  all  my  store, 
To  feed  the  bowels  of  the  poor, 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame 
To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name — 

If  love  to  God  and  love  to  men 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain ; 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal 
The  works  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  449 


SONG  393.      L.  M. 

When  marshall'd  on  the  nightly  plain, 
The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky  ; 

One  star  alone,  of  all  the  train, 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wand'ring  eye. 

Hark !  hark !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 
From  ev'ry  host,  from  ev'ry  gem ; 

But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks — 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode ; 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark, 
The  ocean  yawn'd,  and  rudely  blow'd 

The  wind  that  toss'd  my  found'ring  bark. 

Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze  ; 

Death-struck,  I  ceas'd  the  tide  to  stem; 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose — 

It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all ; 

It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease ; 
And  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall 

It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

Now  safely  moor'd,  my  peril's  o'er, 
I'll  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 

For  ever  and  for  evermore, 

The  Star — the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 
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450  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

SONG  394.       C.  M. 

IToV  still  and  peaceful  is  the  grave, 
Where,  life's  vain  tumults  past, 

Th'  appointed  place,  by  Heav'n's  decree 
Receives  us  all  at  last. 

There  servants,  masters,  small  and  great, 

Partake  the  same  repose ; 
And  there  in  peace  the  ashes  mix 

Of  those  who  once  were  foes. 

All,  levell'd  by  the  hand  of  death, 

Lie  sleeping  in  the  tomb, 
Till  God  in  judgment  calls  them  forth 

To  meet  their  final  doom. 

0  may  I  stand  before  the  Lamb, 
When  earth  and  seas  are  fled, 

And  hear  the  Judge  pronounce  my  name, 
With  blessings  on  my  head. 


song  395. 


7's. 


Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul, 

Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  billows  near  me  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high ; 
Hide  me,  0  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past : 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

0  receive  my  soul  at  last. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  451 

Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee ! 
Leave,  0  leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me : 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stay'd, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring, 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 
Thou,  0  Christ,  art  all  I  want, 

Boundless  love  in  thee  I  find ; 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind ; 
Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 

Prince  of  Peace  and  Righteousness  ; 
Most  unworthy,  Lord,  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  love  and  grace. 
Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found, 

Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin ; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound, 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within : 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art, 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee ; 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rise  to  all  eternity. 

SONG  396.       S.  M. 
My  Son,  know  thou  the  Lord ; 

Thy  Father's  God  obey; 
Seek  his  protecting  care  by  night, 

His  guardian  care  by  day. 


452  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Call,  while  he  may  be  found ; 

0  seek  him  while  he's  near ! 
Serve  him  with  all  thy  heart  and  mind, 

And  worship  him  with  fear. 

If  thou  wilt  seek  his  face, 

His  ear  will  hear  thy  cry, 
Then  shalt  thou  find  his  mercy  sure, 

His  grace  for  ever  nigh. 

But  if  thou  leave  thy  God, 

Nor  choose  the  path  to  heav'n, 

Then  shalt  thou  perish  in  thy  sins, 
And  never  be  forgiv'n. 


SONG  397.      C.  M. 

Joy  is  a  fruit  that  will  not  grow 

In  nature's  barren  soil ; 
All  we  can  boast,  till  Christ  we  know, 

Is  vanity  and  toil. 

A  bleeding  Saviour  seen  by  faith, 

A  sense  of  pard'ning  love, 
A  hope  that  triumphs  over  death, 

Give  joys  like  those  above. 

To  take  a  glimpse  within  the  veil, 
To  know  that  God  is  mine, 

Are  springs  of  joy  that  never  fail, 
Unspeakable — divine ! 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  453 

These  are  the  joys  which  satisfy 

And  sanctify  the  mind, 
Which  make  the  spirit  mount  on  high, 

And  leave  the  world  behind. 

No  more,  believer,  mourn  thy  lot ; 

0  thou  who  art  the  Lord's ! 
Resign  to  those  who  know  him  not 

Such  joys  as  earth  affords. 

SOXG  398.       L.  M. 

All  other  sounds  discordant  seem, 
Compared  with  mercy's  heav'nly  song ; 

So  sweet  and  joyful  is  the  theme, 
It  bears  our  willing  souls  along. 

0  may  we  never  cease  to  hear 

The  voice  that  gives  our  conscience  rest; 
That  dissipates  our  guilty  fear, 

And  tells  us  we  are  truly  blest. 

May  mercy  still  remove  our  fear, 

And  bind  our  souls  with  chords  of  lovel 

Mercy  that  soothes  our  sorrows  here, 
And  gives  us  hope  of  joys  above. 

SONG  399.       C.  M. 

"  Come  unto  me,"  the  Saviour  cries, 

All  ye  by  sin  oppressed ; 
Confess  my  name  before  the  world, 

And  I  will  give  you  rest. 


454  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Assume  my  mild  and  easy  yoke, 

And  by  obedience  prove 
Your  heart's  devotion  to  my  cause, 

Your  gratUude  and  love. 

In  meekness  strive  to  do  my  will, 

All  other  teachers  flee  ; 
Lay  ev'ry  earthly  trust  aside, 

And  learn  alone  of  me. 

The  stores  of  wisdom  all  are  mine, 

And  to  each  trustful  heart, 
Treasures  of  knowledge,  deep  and  pure, 

I  gladly  will  impart. 

I  am  of  meek  and  lowly  heart, 

And  those  who  follow  me 
Must  cast  all  lofty  pride  away, 

And  learn  humility. 

Through  life,  then,  humbly  follow  on ; 

In  death,  lean  on  my  breast ; 
Fear  not  the  dark  and  gloomy  grave, 

Beyond  it  lies  your  rest. 

SONG  400.      L.  P.  M. 

Let  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise, 
To  sing  the  choicest  psalm  of  praise, 

To  sing  and  bless  Jehovah's  name ; 
His  glory  let  the  heathen  know, 
His  wonders  to  the  nations  show, 

And  all  his  saving  works  proclaim. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  455 

He  frani'd  the  globe  ;  he  built  the  sky ; 
He  made  the  shining  worlds  on  high, 

And  reigns  complete  in  glory  there : 
His  beams  are  majesty  and  light; 
His  beauties,  how  divinely  bright ! 

His  temple,  how  divinely  fair ! 

Come  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
When  earth  shall  feel  his  saving  pow'r, 

And  barb'rous  nations  fear  his  name : 
Then  shall  the  race  of  men  confess 
The  beauty  of  his  holiness, 

And  in  his  courts  his  grace  proclaim. 


SONG  401.       L.  M. 

Assembled  at  thy  great  command, 
Before  thy  face,  dread  King,  we  stand; 
The  voice  that  marshall'd  ev'ry  star 
Has  calPd  thy  people  from  afar. 

We  meet  through  distant  lands  to  spread 
The  truth  for  which  the  martyrs  bled ; 
Along  the  line — to  either  pole — 
The  anthem  of  thy  praise  to  roll. 

Our  pray'rs  assist ;  accept  our  praise  ; 
Our  hopes  revive  ;  our  courage  raise  ; 
Our  counsels  aid ;  to  each  impart 
The  single  eye,  the  faithful  heart. 


456  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Forth  with  thy  chosen  heralds  come ; 
Recall  the  wand'ring  spirits  home : 
From  Zion's  mount  send  forth  the  sound, 
To  spread  the  spacious  earth  around. 

SONG  402.  7's  and  6's. 

0  that  the  Lord's  salvation 

Were  out  of  Zion  come, 
To  heal  his  ancient  nation, 

To  lead  his  outcasts  home ! 

How  long  the  holy  city 

Shall  heathen  feet  profane  ? 
Return,  0  Lord,  in  pity ; 

Rebuild  her  wall  again. 

Let  fall  thy  rod  of  terror  ; 

Thy  saving  grace  impart ; 
Roll  back  the  veil  of  error ; 

Release  the  fettered  heart. 

Let  Israel,  home  returning, 

Her  lost  Messiah  see  ; 
Give  oil  of  joy  for  mourning, 

And  bind  thy  church  to  thee. 

SONG  403.       L.  M. 

0  thou,  who  once  on  Israel's  ground 
A  homeless  wanderer  wast  found, — 
Redeemer,  on  thy  heav'nly  throne, 
Still  call  those  ancient  tribes  thine  own. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  457 

Bid  their  departed  light  return  ; 
Thy  holy  splendor  round  them  burn ; 
From  prostrate  Judah's  ruins  raise 
A  living  temple  to  thy  praise. 

SOXG  404.       S.  M. 
Lord,  send  thy  servants  forth 

To  call  the  Hebrews  home ; 
From  east  and  west,  from  south  and  north, 

Let  all  the  wand'rers  come. 

Where'er,  in  lands  unknown, 

The  fugitives  remain, 
Bid  ev'ry  creature  help  them  on, 

Thy  holy  mount  to  gain. 

An  off'ring  to  the  Lord, 

There  let  them  all  be  seen, 
And  washed  with  water  and  with  blood, 

In  soul  and  body  clean. 

With  Israel's  myriads  seal'd, 

Let  all  the  nations  meet, 
And  show  the  promises  fulfilled, — 

Thy  family  complete. 

SOXG  405.       L.  M. 

Join",  ev'ry  tongue,  to  praise  the  Lord 
All  nature  rests  upon  his  word  ; 
Mercy  and  truth  his  courts  maintain, 
And  own  his  universal  reign. 


458  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Seasons  and  times  obey  his  voice ; 
The  ev'ning  and  the  morn  rejoice 
To  see  the  earth  made  soft  with  showers, 
Enrich' d  with  fruit,  and  dress'd  in  flow'rs. 

Thy  works  pronounce  thy  pow'r  divine ; 
In  all  the  earth  thy  glories  shine ; 
Through  ev'ry  month  thy  gifts  appear ; 
Great  God,  thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 


SONG  406.     v*. 

Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song. 
Praises  to  our  God  belong ; 
Saints  and  angels  join  to  sing 
Praises  to  the  heav'nly  King. 

Blessings  from  his  lib'ral  hand 
Flow  around  this  happy  land : 
Kept  by  him,  no  foes  annoy ; 
Peace  and  freedom  we  enjoy. 

Here,  beneath  a  virtuous  sway, 
May  we  cheerfully  obey, — 
Never  feel  oppression's  rod, — 
Ever  own  and  worship  God. 

Hark  !  the  voice  of  nature  sings 
Praises  to  the  King  of  kings  ; 
Let  us  join  the  choral  song, 
And  the  grateful  notes  prolong. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  459 

SOXG  407.        6'sand4's. 

The  God  of  harvest  praise ; 
Id  loud  thanksgiving  raise 

Hand,  heart,  and  voice  ; 
The  valleys  smile  and  sing, 
Forest  and  mountains  ring, 
The  plains  their  tribute  bring, 

The  streams  rejoice. 

Yea,  bless  his  holy  name, 
And  purest  thanks  proclaim 

Through  all  the  earth  ; 
To  glory  in  your  lot 
Is  duty, — but  be  not 
God's  benefits  forgot, 

Amidst  your  mirth. 

The  God  of  harvest  praise  ; 
Hands,  hearts,  and  voices  raise, 

With  sweet  accord ; 
From  field  to  garner  throng, 
Bearing  your  sheaves  along, 
And  in  your  harvest  song 

Bless  ye  the  Lord. 

SOXG  408.       C.  M. 

Fountain  of  mercy,  God  of  love, 
How  rich  thy  bounties  are ! 

The  rolling  seasons,  as  they  move 
Proclaim  thy  constant  care. 


460  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

When  in  the  bosom  of  the  earth 

The  sower  hid  the  grain, 
Thy  goodness  mark'd  its  secret  birth. 

And  sent  the  early  rain. 

The  spring's  sweet  influence,  Lord,  was 
thine ; 

The  plants  in  beauty  grew ; 
Thou  gav;st  refulgent  suns  to  shine, 

And  gav'st  refreshing  dew. 

These  various  mercies  from  above 

Matured  the  swelling  grain  ; 
A  kindly  harvest  crowns  thy  love. 

And  plenty  fills  the  plain. 

We  own  and  bless  thy  gracious  sway ; 

Thy  hand  all  nature  hails  ; 
Seed-time  nor  harvest,  night  nor  day, 

Summer  nor  winter,  fails. 

SONG  409.       C.  M. 

To  Him  from  whom  our  blessings  floTf, 

Who  all  our  wants  supplies, 
This  day  the  choral  song  and  vow 

From  grateful  hearts  shall  rise. 

'Twas  he  who  led  the  pilgrim  band 

Across  the  stormy  sea ; 
'Twas  he  who  stay'd  the  tyrant's  hand, 

And  set  our  country  free. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  461 

When  shiv'ring  on  a  strand  unknown, 

In  sickness  and  distress, 
Our  Fathers  look'd  to  God  alone, 

To  save,  protect,  and  bless. 

Be  thou  our  nation's  strength  and  shield, 

In  manhood  as  in  youth ; 
Thine  arm  for  our  protection  wield, 

And  guide  us  by  thy  truth. 


SONG  410.       C.  M. 

Lord,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray, 

Of  ev'ry  clime  and  coast, 
0  hear  us  for  our  native  land, — 

The  land  we  love  the  most. 

0  guard  our  shores  from  ev'ry  foe, 
With  peace  our  borders  bless, 

With  prosperous  times  our  cities  crown, 
Our  fields  with  plenteousness. 

Unite  us  in  the  sacred  love 

Of  knowledge,  truth,  and  thee  ; 

And  let  our  hills  and  valleys  shout 
The  songs  of  liberty. 

Lord  of  the  nations,  thus  to  thee 

Our  country  we  commend ; 
Be  thou  her  refuge  and  her  trust, 

Her  everlasting  friend. 


462  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

SOXG  411.       L.  M. 

Lord,  let  thy  goodness  lead  our  land, 
Still  sav'd  by  thine  almighty  hand, 
The  tribute  of  its  love  to  bring 
To  thee,  our  Saviour  and  our  King. 

Let  ev'ry  public  temple  raise 
Triumphant  songs  of  holy  praise ; 
Let  ev'ry  peaceful,  private  home 
A  temple,  Lord,  to  thee  become. 

Still  be  it  our  supreme  delight 
To  walk  as  in  thy  glorious  sight; 
Still  in  thy  precepts  and  thy  fear, 
Till  life's  last  hour,  to  persevere. 

SOXG  412.       C.  M. 

When  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 
And  blossoms  deck  the  spray, 

And  fragrance  breathes  in  ev'ry  gale, 
How  sweet  the  vernal  day ! 

Hark !  how  the  feather' d  warblers  sing ! 

;Tis  nature's  cheerful  voice  ; 
Soft  music  hails  the  lovely  spring, 

And  woods  and  fields  rejoice. 

0  God  of  nature  and  of  grace, 

Thy  heav'nly  gifts  impart ; 
Then  shall  my  meditation  trace 

Spring,  blooming  in  my  heart. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  4G3 

Inspir'd  to  praise,  I  then  shall  join 

Glad  nature's  cheerful  song, 
And  love  and  gratitude  divine 

Attune  my  joyful  tongue. 


SOXG  4]  3.       C.  M. 

When  brighter  suns  and  milder  skies 

Proclaim  the  opening  year, 
What  various  sounds  of  joy  arise ! 

AVhat  prospects  bright  appear ! 

Earth  and  her  thousand  voices  give 
Their  thousand  notes  of  praise  ; 

And  all,  that  by  his  mercy  live, 
To  God  their  offering  raise. 

The  streams,  all  beautiful  and  bright, 

Reflect  the  morning  sky  ; 
And  there,  with  music  in  his  flight, 

The  wild  bird  soars  on  high. 

Thus,  like  the  morning,  calm  and  clear, 

That  saw  the  Saviour  rise, 
The  spring  of  heavVs  eternal  year 

Shall  dawn  on  earth  and  skies. 

No  winter  there,  no  shades  of  night, 
Obscure  those  mansions  blest, 

"Where,  in  the  happy  fields  of  light, 
The  weary  are  at  rest. 


464  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

SONG  414.        S'sandT's. 

See  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 
Dry  and  withered,  to  the  ground, 

Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling, 
In  a  sad  and  solemn  sound, — 

"Youth,  on  length  of  days  presuming, 
Who  the  paths  of  pleasure  tread, 

View  us,  late  in  beauty  blooming, 
Numbered  now  among  the  dead. 

"  What  though  yet  no  losses  grieve  you,— 
Gay  with  health  and  many  a  grace ; 

Let  not  cloudless  skies  deceive  you ; 
Summer  gives  to  autumn  place/' 

On  the  tree  of  life  eternal 

Let  your  highest  hopes  be  stay'd  : 
This  alone,  for  ever  vernal, 

Bears  a  leaf  that  shall  not  fade. 

SONG  415.       C.  M. 

Stern  Winter  throws  his  icy  chains, 

Encircling  nature  round ; 
How  bleak,  how  comfortless  the  plains, 

Late  with  gay  verdure  crown'd! 

The  sun  withholds  his  vital  beams, 
And  light  and  warmth  depart; 

And  drooping,  lifeless  nature  seems 
An  emblem  of  my  heart. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  465 

Return,  0  blissful  sun,  and  bring 

Thy  soul-reviving  ray : 
This  mental  winter  shall  be  spring, 

This  darkness  cheerful  day. 

0  happy  state  !  divine  abode, 
Where  spring  eternal  reigns, 

And  perfect  day,  the  smile  of  God, 
Fills  all  the  heav'nly  plains. 

Great  Source  of  light,  thy  beams  display 

My  drooping  joys  restore, 
And  guide  me  to  the  seats  of  day, 

Where  winter  frowns  no  more. 


SOXG  416.       C.  M. 

And  now,  my  soul,  another  year 

Of  thy  short  life  is  past ; 
I  cannot  long  continue  here, 

And  this  may  be  my  last. 

Much  of  my  hasty  life  is  gone, 

Nor  will  return  again  : 
And  swift  my  passing  moments  run, 

The  few  that  yet  remain. 

Awake,  my  soul ;  with  utmost  care 

Thy  true  condition  learn  :  «, 
What  are  thy  hopes?  how  sure?  how  fair  ? 

What  is  thy  great  concern  ? 
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466  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Behold,  another  year  begins  ; 

Set  out  afresh  for  heav'n  ; 
Seek  pardon  for  thy  former  sins, 

In  Christ  so  freely  giv'n. 

Devoutly  yield  thyself  to  God, 
And  on  his  grace  depend  ; 

"With  zeal  pursue  the  heav'nly  road, 
Nor  doubt  a  happy  end. 


SONG  417.        5'sandl2's. 

Come,  let  us  anew 
Our  journey  pursue — 
Roll  round  with  the  year, 

And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear ; 
His  adorable  will 
Let  us  gladly  fulfil, 
And  our  talents  improve 

By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labor  of 
love. 

Our  life  is  a  dream  ; 

Our  time,  as  a  stream, 

Glides  swiftly  away, 
And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay : 

The  arrow  is  flown ; 

The  «noment  is  gone ; 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  near. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  467 

0  that  each,  in  the  day 

Of  his  coming,  may  say, 

"  I  have  fought  my  way  through ; 

I  have  finished  the  work  thou  didst  give 

me  to  do ;" 

0  that  each  from  his  Lord 

May  receive  the  glad  word, 

"  Well  and  faithfully  done  ; 

Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my 
throne." 

SOXG  418.       L.  M. 

Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand 
By  which  supported  still  we  stand : 
The  op'ning  year  thy  mercy  shows  ; 
Let  mercy  crown  it  till  it  close. 

By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God : 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 
By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own ; 
The  future — all  to  us  unknown — 
We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet 

In  scenes  exalted  or  depress'd, 
Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Ador'd  through  all  our  changing  days. 


468  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

When  death  shall  close  oar  earthly  songs, 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 
Our  Helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust, 
In  brighter  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 

SONG  419.       C.  M. 

How  short  and  hasty  is  our  life ! 

How  vast  our  soul's  affairs  ! 
Yet  foolish  mortals  vainly  strive 

To  lavish  out  their  years. 
Our  days  run  thoughtlessly  along, 

Without  a  moment's  stay ; 
We,  like  a  story,  or  a  song, 

Do  pass  our  lives  away. 
God  from  on  high  invites  us  home ; 

But  we  march  heedless  on, 
And,  ever  hast'ning  to  the  tomb, 

Stoop  downward  as  we  run. 
Draw  us,  0  God,  with  thy  rich  grace, 

And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high, 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 

And  see  salvation  nigh. 

SONG  420.       C.  M. 

Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days, 

Thou  Maker  of  my  frame  ; 
I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 

And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS  469 

A  span  is  all  that  we  ca.ii  boast ; 

How  short  the  fleeting  time ! 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust, 

In  all  his  flow'r  and  prime. 

What  can  I  wish,  or  wait  for  then, 
From  creatures — earth  and  dust? 

They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 

Now  I  forbid  my  carnal  hope, 
My  fond  desire  recall ;  , 

I  give  my  mortal  int'rest  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 


SOXG  421.       S.  M. 

Our  fathers  !  where  are  they, 
With  all  they  calPd  their  own? 

Their  j  oy  s  and  griefs,  their  hopes  and  cares, 
Their  wealth  and  honor,  gone ! 

But  joy  or  grief  succeeds 

Beyond  our  mortal  thought, 
While  still  the  remnant  of  their  dust 

Lies  in  the  grave  forgot. 

God  of  our  fathers,  hear, 

Thou  everlasting  Friend, 
While  we,  as  on  life's  utmost  verge, 

Our  souls  to  thee  commend. 


470  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Of  all  the  sainted  dead, 

May  wt  the  footsteps  trace, 

Till  with  them,  in  the  land  of  light, 
We  dwell  before  thy  face. 


SONG  422.       EL  M. 

0  where  shall  rest  be  found — 

Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 
'Twere  vain  the  ocean-depths  to  sound, 

Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

The  world  can  never  give 
The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh : 

'Tis  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

Beyond  this  vale  of  tears 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasur'd  by  the  flight  of  years ; 

And  all  that  life  is  love. 

There  is  a  death  whose  pang 
Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath : 

0  what  eternal  horrors  hang 
Around  the  second  death ! 

Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace, 
Teach  us  that  death  to  shun, 

Lest  we  be  banish'd  from  thy  face, 
And  evermore  undone. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  471 

SONG  423.       C.  M. 

Nor  eye  hath  seen,  nor  ear  hath  heard, 
Nor  sense  nor  reason  known, 

What  joys  the  Father  has  prepard 
For  those  that  love  his  Son. 

But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heav'n  to  come ; 
The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 

Allure  and  guide  us  home. 

Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 

And  all  the  region  peace : 
No  wanton  lip,  nor  envious  eye 

Can  see  or  taste  the  bliss. 

Those  holy  gates  for  ever  bar 

Pollution,  sin  and  shame  ; 
And  none  shall  gain  admittance  there 

But  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

SONG  424.       C.  M. 

There  is  a  world  of  perfect  bliss 

Above  the  starry  skies  ; 
Oppress'd  with  sorrows  and  with  sins, 

I  thither  lift  my  eyes. 

'Tis  tnere  the  weary  are  at  rest, 

And  all  is  peace  within ; 
The  mind,  with  guilt  no  more  oppress'd, 

Is  tranquil  and  serene. 


472  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Discord  and  strife  are  banish'd  thence, 

Distrust  and  slavish  fear ; 
No  more  we  hear  the  pensive  sigh, 

Or  see  the  falling  tear. 

Farewell  to  earth  and  earthly  things : 
In  vain  they  tempt  my  stay ; 

Come,  angels,  spread  your  joyful  wings, 
And  bear  my  soul  away. 


song  425.     c.  iff, 

Come,  Lord,  and  warm  each  languid  heart; 

Inspire  each  lifeless  tongue ; 
And  let  the  joys  of  heav'n  impart 

Their  influence  to  our  song. 

Then  to  the  shining  realms  of  bliss 
The  wings  of  faith  shall  soar, 

And  all  the  charms  of  Paradise 
Our  raptur'd  thoughts  explore. 

There  shall  the  folPwers  of  the  Lamb 

Join  in  immortal  songs, 
And  endless  honors  to  his  name 

Employ  their  tuneful  tongues. 

Lord,  tune  our  hearts  to  praise  and  love  j 

Our  feeble  notes  inspire, 
Till,  in  thy  blissful  courts  above, 

We  join  the  heav'nly  choir. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  473 

SOXG  426.       C.  M. 

There  is  an  hour  of  hallow'd  peace 
For  those  with  care  oppressed, 

When   sighs   and   sorrowing  tears  shall 
cease, 
And  all  be  hush'd  to  rest. 

;Tis  then  the  soul  is  freed  from  fears 
And  doubts  which  here  annoy ; 

Then  they  that  oft  had  sown  in  tears 
Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 

There  is  a  home  of  sweet  repose, 
Where  storms  assail  no  more ; 

The  stream  of  endless  pleasure  flows 
On  that  celestial  shore. 

There  purity  with  love  appears, 

And  bliss  without  alloy  ; 
There  they  that  oft  had  sown  in  tears 

Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 

SONG  427.        8's,  7's,  and  4*8 

Yes,  we  trust  the  day  is  breaking : 
Joyful  times  are  near  at  hand ; 

God,  the  mighty  God,  is  speaking, 
By  his  word,  in  ev'ry  land ; 

When  he  chooses, 
Darkness  flies  at  his  command. 


474  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

While  the  foe  becomes  more  daring, 
While  he  enters  like  a  flood, 

God,  the  Saviour,  is  preparing 
Means  to  spread  his  truth  abroad : 

Ev'ry  language 
Soon  shall  tell  the  love  of  God. 

0  'tis  pleasant,  'tis  reviving 

To  our  hearts,  to  hear,  each  day, 

Joyful  news,  from  far  arriving, 
How  the  gospel  wins  its  way, 

Those  enlightening 
Who  in  death  and  darkness  lay. 

God  of  Jacob,  high  and  glorious, 
Let  thy  people  see  thy  hand  ; 

Let  the  gospel  be  victorious, 

Through  the  world,  in  ev'ry  land : 

Then  shall  idols 
Perish,  Lord,  at  thy  command. 


SONG  428.        8%  7%  and  4's. 

Ox  the  mountain's  top  appearing, 
Lo  !  the  sacred  herald  stands, 

Welcome  news  to  Zion  bearing — ■ 
Zion,  long  in  hostile  lands : 

Mourning  captive, 
God  himself  will  loose  thy  bands 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  475 

Has  thy  night  been  long  and  mournful? 

Have  thy  friends  unfaithful  prov'd? 
Have  thy  foes  been  proud  and  scornful, 

By  thy  sighs  and  tears  unniov'd? 
Cease  thy  mourning ; 

Zion  still  is  well  belov'd. 

God,  thy  God,  will  now  restore  thee ; 

He  himself  appears  thy  Friend  ; 
All  thy  foes  shall  flee  before  thee ; 

Here  their  boasts  and  triumphs  end : 
Great  deliv'rance 

Zion's  King  will  surely  send. 

Peace  and  joy  shall  now  attend  thee ; 

All  thy  warfare  now  be  past : 
God  thy  Saviour  will  defend  thee ; 

Victory  is  thine  at  last ; 
All  thy  conflicts 

End  in  everlasting  rest. 

SOXG  429.       Vt  and  o's. 

Ox  ward  speed  thy  conqu'ring  flight  j 

Angel,  onward  speed ; 
Cast  abroad  thy  radiant  light, 

Bid  the  shades  recede  ; 
Tread  the  idols  in  the  dust, 

Heathen  fanes  destroy, 
Spread  the  gospel's  holy  trust, 

Spread  the  gospel's  joy. 


476  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Onward  speed  thy  conq'ring  flight ; 

Angel,  onward  haste ; 
Quickly  on  each  mountain's  height 

Be  thy  standard  plac'd ; 
Let  thy  blissful  tidings  float 

Far  o'er  vale  and  hill, 
Till  the  sweetly-echoing  note 

Every  bosom  thrill. 
Onward  speed  thy  conq'ring  flight ; 

Angel,  onward  fly  ; 
Long  has  been  the  reign  of  night ; 

Bring  the  morning  nigh : 
'Tis  to  thee  the  heathen  lift 

Their  imploring  wail ; 
Bear  them  Heaven's  holy  gift, 

Ere  their  patience  fail. 
Onward  speed  thy  conq'ring  flight; 

Angel,  onward  speed ; 
Morning  bursts  upon  our  sight — 

;Tis  the  time  decreed : 
Jesus  now  his  kingdom  takes, 

Thrones  and  empires  fall, 
And  the  joyous  song  awakes, 

"  God  is  all  in  all." 

SONG  430.       7's  and  6's. 
Roll  on,  thou  mighty  ocean ; 

And,  as  thy  billows  flow, 
Bear  messengers  of  mercy 

To  ev'ry  land  below. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  477 

Arise,  ye  gales,  and  waft  them 

Safe  to  the  destined  shore, 
That  man  may  sit  in  darkness 

And  death's  deep  shade  no  more. 

0  thou  eternal  Ruler, 

Who  holdest  in  thine  arm 
The  tempests  of  the  ocean, 

Protect  them  from  all  harm. 

0  be  thy  presence  with  them, 

Wherever  they  may  be  ; 
Though  far  from  us  who  love  them, 

0  be  they  still  with  thee ! 


SOXG  431.       C.  M. 

Dear  Refuge  of  my  weary  soul, 
On  thee,  when  sorrows  rise, 

On  thee,  when  waves  of  trouble  roll, 
My  fainting  hope  relies. 

To  thee  I  tell  each  rising  grief, 
For  thou  alone  canst  heal ; 

Thy  word  can  bring  a  sweet  relief 
For  ev'ry  pain  I  feel. 

But,  0  when  gloomy  doubts  prevail, 

I  fear  to  call  thee  mine ; 
The  springs  of  comfort  seem  to  fail, 

And  all  my  hopes  decline 


478  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Yet,  gracious  God,  where  shall  I  flee  ? 

Thou  art  my  only  trust ; 
And  still  my  soul  would  cleave  to  thee, 

Though  prostrate  in  the  dust. 


SONG  432.       S.  M. 

All  you  that  have  confessed 

That  Jesus  is  the  Lord, 
And  to  his  people  join'd  yourselves, 

According  to  his  word : — 

In  Zion  you  must  dwell, 

Her  altar  ne'er  forsake  ; 
Must  come  to  all  her  solemn  feasts, 

Of  all  her  joys  partake. 

She  must  employ  your  thoughts, 
And  your  unceasing  care ; 

Her  welfare  be  your  constant  wish, 
And  her  increase  your  pray'r. 

With  humbleness  of  mind, 
Among  her  sons  rejoice : 

A  meek  and  quiet  spirit  is 
With  God  of  highest  price. 

Never  offend,  nor  grieve 
Your  brethren  by  the  way ; 

But  shun  the  dark  abodes  of  strife, 
Like  children  of  the  day. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  479 

* 

In  all  jour  Saviour's  ways 
With  willing  footsteps  move  ; 

Be  faithful  unto  death,  and  then 
You'll  reign  with  him  above. 

song  433.     c.  m. 

Amazing  grace  !  (how  sweet  the  sound  !) 

That  sav'd  a  wretch  like  me ! 
I  once  was  lost,  but  now  am  found ; 

Was  blind,  but  now  I  see. 
Through  many  dangers,  toils,  and  snares, 

I  have  already  come  ; 
'Tis  grace  has  brought  me  safe  thus  far, 

And  grace  will  lead  me  home. 
The  Lord  has  promised  good  to  me, 

His  word  my  hope  secures  ; 
He  will  my  shield  and  portion  be 

As  long  as  life  endures. 
Yes,  when  this  heart  and  flesh  shall  fail, 

And  mortal  life  shall  cease, 
I  shall  possess  within  the  veil 

A  life  of  joy  and  peace. 

SOXG  434.       S.  M. 

Grace  !  'tis  a  charming  sound, 

Harmonious  to  the  ear  ; 
Heav'n  with  the  echo  shall  resound 

And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 


480  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Grace  first  contriv'd  the  way 

To  save  rebellious  man ; 
And  all  the  steps  that  grace  display, 

Which  drew  the  wondrous  plan. 

Grace  led  our  wand'ring  feet 
To  tread  the  heav'nly  road  ; 

And  new  supplies  each  hour  we  meet, 
While  pressing  on  to  God. 

Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown 
Through  everlasting  days ; 

It  lays  in  heav'n  the  topmost  stone, 
And  well  deserves  our  praise. 


SONG  435.       L.  M. 

Hail  !  morning  known  among  the  blest  J 
Morning  of  hope,  and  joy,  and  love, 

Of  heav'nly  peace  and  holy  rest ; 
Pledge  of  the  endless  rest  above. 

Bless'd  be  the  Father  of  our  Lord, 

Who  from  the  dead  has  brought  his  Sonl 

Hope  to  the  lost  was  then  restored, 
And  everlasting  glory  won. 

Scarce  morning  twilight  had  begun 
To  chase  the  shades  of  night  away, 

When  Christ  arose — unsetting  Sun — 
The  dawn  of  joy's  eternal  day  I 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  481 

Mercy  look'd  down  with  smiling  eye 
When  our  Immanuel  left  the  dead ; 

Faith  mark'd  his  bright  ascent  on  high, 
And  hope  with  gladness  rais'd  her  head 

God's  goodness  let  us  bear  in  mind, 
Who  to  his  saints  this  day  has  giv'n, 

For  rest  and  serious  joy  design'd, 
To  lit  us  for  the  bliss  of  heav'n. 


soxg  436.     c.  m. 

In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways, 

My  journey  I'll  pursue ; 
Hinder  me  not,  you  much  lov'd  saints, 

For  I  must  go  with  you. 

Through  floods  and  flames,  if  Jesus  lead, 

Fll  follow  where  he  goes ; 
Hinder  me  not,  shall  be  my  cry, 

Though  earth  and  hell  oppose. 

Through  trials  and  through  sufferings  too, 

Fll  go  at  his  command : 
Hinder  me  not,  for  I  am  bound 

To  my  Immanuel's  land. 

And  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home, 

Still  this  my  cry  shall  be, — 
Hinder  me  not — come,  welcome  death — 

Fll  gladly  go  with  thae. 
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432  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 


SONG   437-        8'sand6'8. 

Come,  let  us  sing  the  coming  fate 
Of  ni)  stic  Babylon  the  Great — 

Hei  doom  is  drawing  near : 
Jesus  now  comes  on  earth  to  reign, 
His  cause  and  people  to  maintain — 

For  them  he'll  soon  appear. 

Before  him  flows  a  fiery  stream, 

The  heav'ns  above  with  lightnings  gleam, 

A  thousand  thunders  roar : 
A  heav'nly  host  with  him  descends, 
His  voice  to  all  the  earth  extends, 

His  saints  now  grieve  no  more. 

Eclips'd  by  glory  so  divine, 

Sun,  moon,  and  stars  refuse  to  shine, 

The  spheres  now  cease  to  roll : 
Earth,  wrapt  in  darkness  deep  as  night, 
With  horror  stricken  at  the  sight, 

Now  quakes  from  pole  to  pole. 

Angels  of  light,  at  his  command, 

Ten  thousand  times  ten  thousand,  stand 

Waiting  his  voice  to  hear : 
The  fiery  cherubs  spread  their  wings, 
The  heav'n  with  loud  hosannas  rings, 

While  all  his  saints  draw  near. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  483 

The  day  of  recompense  has  come, 
His  people  all  are  gath'ring  home, 

With  joy  they  hear  his  voice: 
The  promised  curse,  the  threaten'd  woes 
Combined,  now  fall  upon  his  foes, 

The  martyrs  all  rejoice. 

She  who  the  Twelve  Apostles  griev'd, 
And  by  her  sorceries  deceived 

All  nations  of  the  world, 
Now  looks  with  anguish  at  their  bliss, 
Then  sinks  into  the  vast  abyss, 

To  endless  ruin  hurl'd. 

The  living  saints,  and  all  the  dead, 
Now  gather  round  their  glorious  head, 

And  reign  with  him  below, 
An  endless  age  of  perfect  peace, 
Of  love,  and  joy,  and  righteousness, 

Exempt  from  ev'ry  woe. 

Then  let  us  keep  the  end  in  view, 
And  ever  on  our  way  pursue, 

The  crown  is  yet  before : 
A  few  short  days  the  conflict's  done, 
The  battle's  fought,  the  prize  is  won, 

And  we  shall  toil  no  more. 


484  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 


SOXG   438.        8's  and  4  s. 

Hark  !  how  the  gospel  trumpet  sounds ! 
Through  all  the  earth  the  echo  bounds ! 
For  Jesus,  by  redeeming  blood, 
Is  bringing  sinners  back  to  God ; 
And  guides  them  safely  by  his  word, 
To  endless  day. 

Hail !  all-victorious,  conq'ring  Lord ! 
Be  thou  by  all  thy  works  ador'd ! 
AVho  undertook  for  sinful  men, 
And  brought  salvation  through  thy  name, 
That  we  with  thee  might  ever  reign 
In  endless  day. 

Fight  on,  you  conq'ring  souls,  fight  on 
Until  the  conquest  you  have  won  I 
Then  palms  of  victory  you  shall  bear, 
And  in  his  kingdom  have  a  share, 
And  crowns  of  glory  you  shall  wear 
In  endless  day. 

There  we  shall  in  sweet  chorus  join, 
And  saints  and  angels  all  combine 
To  sing  of  his  redeeming  lo  re, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move, 
And  this  shall  be  our  theme  above, 
In  endless  day. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  485 


SONG  439.       C.  M. 

EIe  who  on  earth  as  man  was  known, 
And  bore  our  sins  and  pains, 

Now  seated  on  th'  eternal  throne, 
The  Lord  of  glory  reigns. 

His  hands  the  wheels  of  nature  guide 

With  sure,  unerring  skill ; 
And  countless  worlds,  extended  wide, 

Obey  his  sovereign  will. 

While  harps  unnurnber'd  sound  his  praise 

In  yonder  worlds  above, 
His  saints  on  earth  admire  his  ways, 

And  glory  in  his  love. 

This  land  through  which  his  pilgrims  go 

Is  desolate  and  dry ; 
But  streams  of  grace  from  him  o'erflow, 

Their  thirst  to  satisfy. 

When  troubles,  like  a  burning  sun, 

Beat  heavy  on  their  head, 
To  this  high  Rock  for  rest  they  run, 

And  find  a  pleasing  shade. 

How  glorious  he,  how  happy  they 

In  such  a  gen'rous  friend, 
Whose  love  secures  them  all  the  way, 

And  crowns  them  at  the  end. 


48G  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 


SONG  440.       S'S. 

How  shall  I  my  Saviour  set  forth? 

How  shall  I  his  beauties  declare  ? 
0  how  shall  I  speak  of  his  worth, 

Or  what  his  chief  dignities  are  ? 

His  angels  can  never  express, 

Nor  saints  who  sit  nearest  his  throne, 

How  rich  are  his  treasures  of  grace — 
No — this  is  a  secret  unknown. 

In  him  all  the  fulness  of  God 
For  ever  transcendently  shines  ! 

Though  once  like  a  mortal  he  stood 
To  finish  his  gracious  designs. 

Though  once  he  was  naiPd  to  the  cross, 
Vile  rebels  like  me  to  set  free, 

His  glory  sustained  no  loss, 
Eternal  his  kingdom  shall  be. 

0  sinners  !  believe  and  adore 
This  Saviour  so  rich  to  redeem  ! 

No  creature  can  ever  explore 
The  treasures  of  goodness  in  him. 

Come,  all  you  who  see  yourselves  lost, 
And  feel  yourselves  burden'd  with  sin, 

Draw  near,  while  with  terror  you're  toss'd ; 
Obey,  and  your  peace  shall  begin. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  487 

He  riches  has  ever  in  store, 

And  treasures  that  never  can  waste : 
Here's  pardon,  here's  grace — yea,  and 
more, 

Here's  glory  eternal  at  last. 

SONG  4ril.       C.  M. 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds, 

In  a  believer's  ear ! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 

And  drives  away  his  fear. 

It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 
And  calms  the  troubled  breast ; 

'Tis  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

Dear  name !  the  rock  on  which  I  build, 

My  shield  and  hiding  place  ; 
My  never-failing  treas'ry,  fill'd 

With  boundless  stores  of  grace. 

By  thee  my  pray'rs  acceptance  gain, 

Although  with  sin  defiTd ; 
Satan  accuses  me  in  vain, 

And  I  am  own'd  a  child. 

Jesus !  my  shepherd,  husband,  friend, 
My  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King ; 

My  Lord,  my  life,  my  way,  my  end, 
Accept  the  praise  I  bring. 


488  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 
And  cold  my  warmest  thought ; 

But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I'll  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim 
With  ev'ry  fleeting  breath, 

And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 


SONG  442.       C.  M. 

Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
Preserv'd,  0  Lord,  by  thee, 

Again  we  hail  the  cheerful  light, 
Again  we  bow  the  knee. 

Preserve  us,  Lord,  throughout  the  day 
And  guide  us  by  thine  arm ; 

For  they  are?  safe,  and  only  they, 
Whom  thou  preserv'st  from  harm. 

Let  all  our  words  and  all  our  ways 

Declare  that  we  are  thine, 
That  so  the  light  of  truth  and  grace 

Before  the  world  may  shine. 

Let  us  ne'er  turn  away  from  thee ; 

Blest  Saviour,  hold  us  fast, 
Till,  with  immortal  eyes,  we  see 

Thy  glorious  face  at  last. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  489 


SONG  443.         6  times  8. 

Fll  praise  my  Maker  while  I've  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers : 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life  and  thought  and  being  last, 

And  immortality  endures. 

Happy  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God :  he  made  the  sky, 

And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train : 
His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure : 
He  saves  th'  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 

The  Lord  pours  eyesight  on  the  blind : 
The  Lord  supports  the  fainting  mind, 

He  sends  the  laboring  conscience  peace: 
He  helps  the  stranger  in  distress, 
The  widow  and  the  fatherless, 

And  grants  the  pris'ner  sweet  release. 

I'll  praise  him  while  he  gives  me  breath, 
And  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  pow'rs: 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

And  immortality  endures. 


490  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 


SONG   444.        8's  and  6's. 

0  love  divine,  how  sweet  thou  art ! 
When  shall  I  find  my  wand'ring  heart 

All  taken  up  in  thee ! 
0  may  I  daily  live  to  prove 
The  sweetness  of  redeeming  love, 

The  love  of  Christ  to  me. 

God  only  knows  the  love  of  God ; 

0  may  it  now  be  shed  abroad 

To  cheer  my  fainting  heart ! 

1  want  to  feel  that  love  divine  ; 

This  heav'nly  portion,  Lord,  be  mine— 
Be  mine  this  better  part. 

0  that  I  could  for  ever  sit 
With  Mary  at  the  Master's  feet ! 

Be  this  my  happy  choice ; 
My  only  care,  delight,  and  bliss, 
My  joy,  my  heav'n  on  earth  be  this, 

To  hear  the  bridegroom's  voice. 

0  that  I  might  with  happy  John 
Recline  my  weary  head  upon 

The  bless'd  Redeemer's  breast ! 
From  care,  and  fear,  and  sorrow  free, 
Give  me,  0  Lord,  to  find  in  thee 

My  everlasting  rest. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  491 


SOXG  445.       L.  M. 

The  Lord  of  lords  and  King  of  king3 
In  realms  of  bliss  exalted  reigns  ; 

Ah  !  who  can  touch  the  trembling  strings, 
And  hymn  his  praise  with  equal  strains  ? 

The  grandeur  of  his  works  may  show, 
In  beams  of  lasting,  heav'nly  light, 

To  all  who  love  their  radiant  glow, 
The  wisdom  of  his  boundless  might. 

But,  Zion,  on  thy  portals  fair, 

His  wondrous  name  resplendent  shines, 
And  ev'ry  child  of  wisdom  there 

Shall  read  it  in  the  clearest  lines. 

Yes,  there  we  learn  that  God  is  love ! 

The  lucid  truth  let  angel  choirs 
(Circling  the  shining  throne  above) 

Resound  upon  their  golden  lyres. 

With  deep  astonishment  they  saw 

Immanuel,  the  Virgin's  son  ! 
And  heard,  with  fix'd  and  sacred  awe, 

The  Lord  of  glory  cry,  'Tis  done  ! 

But  quit  the  endless  theme,  my  soul, 
And  wait  resigned  a  brighter  day, 

Above  mortality's  control, 

To  wake  a  more  enraptur'd  lay. 


492  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

The  crown  of  life,  the  harp  of  gold, 
And  palm  of  victory,  all  proclaim, 

That  nobler  songs  shall  yet  unfold 
The  glories  of  Jehovah's  name. 


SONG  446.        8's,  7%  and  4's. 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace ; 

Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace  ; 

0  refresh  us  ! 
Traveling  through  this  wilderness. 

Thanks  we  give  and  adoration 
For  the  gospel's  joyful  sound; 

May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound ; 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

So  whene'er  the  signal's  given 
Us  from  earth  to  call  away ; 

Borne  on  angel's  wings  to  heav'n, 
Glad  the  summons  to  obey, 

May  we  ready 
Rise  and  reign  in  endless  day. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  493 


SCNG  447.        7'sandS'B. 

There  is  a  land  of  pleasure, 

Where  peace  and  joy  for  ever  roll ; 
'Tis  there  I  have  my  treasure, 

And  there  I  long  to  rest  my  soul. 
Long  darkness  dwelt  around  me, 

"With  scarcely  once  a  cheering  ray ; 
But  since  the  Saviour  found  me, 

A  lamp  has  shone  along  my  way. 

My  way  is  full  of  danger, 

But  'tis  the  path  that  leads  to  God, 
And  like  a  faithful  soldier, 

I'll  march  along  the  heav'nly  road : 
Now  I  must  gird  my  sword  on, 

My  breastplate,  helmet,  and  my  shield, 
And  fight  the  host  of  Satan, 

Until  I  reach  the  heav'nly  field. 

Jordan  shall  not  affright  me, 

Although  'tis  deeper  than  the  grave ; 
If  Jesus  stand  beside  me, 

I'll  smoothly  ride  upon  its  wave. 
His  word  has  calm'd  the  ocean, 

His  word  has  cheer' d  the  gloomy  vale ; 
0  may  this  friend  be  with  me 

When  through  the  gates  of  death  I  sail 


494  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Soon  the  archangel's  trumpet 

Shall  shake  the  globe  from  pole  to  pole, 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature 

Shall  in  a  moment  cease  to  roll ; 
Then  we  shall  see  the  Saviour 

With  shining  ranks  of  angels  come, 
To  execute  his  vengeance, 

And  take  his  ransom'd  people  home. 

SONG  448.        8's  and  6's. 

The  Son  of  Man  they  did  betray ; 
He  was  condemn'd,  and  led  away, 
Think,  0  my  soul,  on  that  dread  day, 

Look  on  Mount  Calvary; 
Behold  him,  lamb-like,  led  along 
Surrounded  by  a  wicked  throng, 
Accus'd  by  ev'ry  lying  tongue, 
And  then  the  Lamb  of  God  they  hung 

Upon  the  shameful  tree. 

Now,  hung  between  the  earth  and  skies, 

Behold  !  in  agony  he  dies  ; 

0  sinners,  hear  his  mournful  cries, 

Come,  see  his  tort'ring  pain ! 
The  morning  sun  withdrew  his  light, 
Blush'd,  and  refus'd  to  view  the  sight, 
The  azure  cloth'd  in  robes  of  night, 
All  nature  mourn'd,  and  stood  affright, 

When  Christ  the  Lord  was  slain. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  495 

All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

Who  reigns  enthroned  above  the  sky ; 

Who  sent  his  Son  to  bleed  and  die, 

Glory  to  him  be  giv'n  : 
While  heaven  above  his  praise  resounds, 

0  Zion,  sing — his  grace  abounds  ; 

1  hope  to  shout  eternal  rounds, 

In  flaming  love  that  knows  no  bounds, 
When  glorified  in  heav'n. 


SONG  449.       L.  M. 

My  God,  my  heart  with  love  inflame, 
That  I  may  in  thy  holy  name 
Aloud  in  song3  of  praise  ^rejoice, 
While  I  have  breath  to  raise  my  voice. 

No  more  let  my  ungrateful  heart 
One  moment  from  thy  praise  depart ; 
But  live  and  sing,  in  sweet  accord, 
The  glories  of  my  sovereign  Lord. 

Jesus !  thou  hope  of  glory,  come, 
And  make  my  heart  thy  constant  home ; 
Through  all  the  remnant  of  my  days, 
0  let  me  speak  and  live  thy  praise ! 

In  thine  embrace  I  then  would  die, 
And  rise  to  worlds  of  endless  joy, 
When  Christ  the  Lord  in  clouds  shall  come, 
And  Michael's  trump  shall  rend  my  tomb. 


496  SPIRITUAL    SONGS 


SONG  450.       L.   M. 

'Trs  darkness  here,  but  Jesus  smiles, 
His  presence  ev'ry  pain  beguiles ; 
He  has  the  wine  that  cheers  the  soul, 
The  cil  that  makes  the  wounded  whole. 

While  silence  reigns  as  in  the  tomb, 
And  midnight  spreads  her  deepest  gloom ; 
Come  let  our  tongues  an  anthem  raise, 
And  sing  our  great  Physician's  praise. 

Though  fast  our  feet  within  these  stocks, 
Our  hands  secur'd  with  num'rous  locks, 
No  iron  chains  our  thoughts  can  bi  nd, 
There  are  no  fetters  for  the  mind. 

Though  we  are  bound,  the  word  is  free, 
The  truth  cannot  imprison'd  be ; 
The  word  shall  visit  every  land, 
Though  kings  and  people  all  withstand. 

The  word  of  life  which  Jesus  sent, 
Jails,  chains,  and  swords  cannot  prevent ; 
Man  cannot  keep  the  world  in  night, 
For  God  has  said,  Let  there  be  light. 

To  Jesus  let  our  praise  ascend, 

His  care  for  us  shall  never  end ; 

He  felt  our  griefs,  he  bore  our  pains, 

His  blood  has  wash'd  us  from  our  stains. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  497 

No — 'tis  our  choice  to  bear  his  cross  ; 
For  him  all  things  we  count  but  loss ; 
Our  joy,  for  him  to  suffer  shame ; 
Our  honor,  still  to  bear  his  name. 

One  smile  from  him  all  pain  repays, 
One  word  of  peace  all  grief  allays ; 
With  him  in  glory  to  appear 
Will  compensate  our  sufferings  here. 

His  presence  now  this  prison  cheers, 
Relieves  our  pains,  dispels  our  fears  ; 
His  presence,  then,  our  heads  will  crown 
With  endless  glory  and  renown. 


SONG  451.       S's  and  7's. 

May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Saviour, 
And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 

With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above. 

Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 
With  each  other  and  the  Lord ; 

And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 
Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 


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498  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 


SONG  4:52.       P.  M. 

Who  has  our  report  believed  ? 
Shiloh  come  is  not  received, 

Not  received  by  his  own ; 
Promised  branch  from  root  of  Jesse, 
David's  offspring  sent  to  bless  you, 

Comes  too  lowly  to  be  known. 

Tell  me,  0  you  favor' d  nation  ! 
What  is  your  fond  expectation — 

Some  fair-spreading,  lofty  tree  ? 
Let  not  worldly  pride  confound  you ; 
JMong  the  lowly  plants  around  you, 

Mark  the  lowest — that  is  he ! 

Like  a  tender  plant  that's  growing, 
Where  no  waters  friendly  flowing, 

No  kind  rains  refresh  the  ground ; 
Drooping,  dying,  you  shall  view  him, 
See  no  charms  to  draw  you  to  him  ; 
There  no  beauty  will  be  found. 

Lo !  Messiah  unrespected ! 
Man  of  griefs,  despis'd,  rejected ! 

Wounds  his  form  disfiguring  : 
Marr'd  his  visage  more  than  any  ; 
For  he  bears  the  sins  of  many, 

All  our  sorrows  carrying. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  499 

No  deceit  his  mouth  had  spoken, 
Blameless — he  no  law  had  broken, 

Yet  was  numbered  with  the  worst ; 
For,  because  the  Lord  would  grieve  him, 
You  who  saw  it  did  believe  him 

For  his  own  offences  curs'd. 

But  while  him  your  thoughts  accused, 
He  for  our  offence  was  bruised ; 

Yes,  for  us  the  victim  bled, 
With  his  stripes  our  wounds  are  cured, 
By  his  pains  our  peace  secured, 

Purchas'd  with  the  blood  he  shed. 

Death  our  portion,  slaves  in  spirit, 
He  redeern'd  us  by  his  merit 

To  a  glorious  liberty ; 
Dearly  first  his  goodness  bought  us, 
Truth  and  love  then  sweetly  taught  us, 

Truth  and  love  have  made  us  free. 

Glory  be  to  God  who  gave  us — 
Freely  gave — his  Son  to  save  us ! 

Glory  to  the  Son  who  came  ! 
Honor,  blessing,  adoration, 
Ever,  from  the  whole  creation, 

Be  to  God  and  to  the  Lamb  I 


500  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 


SONG  453.         11'sandS's. 

0  Thou  in  -whose  presence  my  soul  takes  delight, 

On  whom  in  affliction  I  call; 
My  comfort  by  day  and  my  song  in  the  night, 

My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all ! 

Where  dost  thou  at  noontide  resort  with  thy  sheep 
To  feed  on  the  pastures  of  love  ?    ** 

For  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  I  weep, 
Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove  ? 

0  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from  thee, 

And  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread? 
Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows  they  see, 

And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 

You  daughters  of  Zion,  declare  have  you  seen 

The  star  that  on  Israel  shone  ? 
Say  if  in  your  tents  my  beloved  has  been, 

And  where  with  his  flock  he  is  gone  ? 

This  is  my  beloved ;  his  form  is  divine, 

His  vestments  shed  odors  around, 
The  locks  on  his  head  are  as  grapes  on  the  vine 

When  autumn  with  plenty  is  crown'd. 

The  roses  of  Sharon,  the  lilies  that  grow 
In  the  vales,  on  the  banks  of  the  streams, 

On  his  cheeks  in  the  beauty  of  excellence  glow, 
And  his  eyes  are  as  quivers  of  beams. 

His  voice,  as  the  sound  of  the  dulcimer  sweet, 
Is  heard  through  the  shadows  of  death  ; 

The  cedars  of  Lebanon  bow  at  his  feet, 
The  air  is  perfum'd  with  his  breath. 


SPIRITUAL   SOXGS.  501 

His  lips  as  a  fountain  of  righteousness  flow 

That  water  the  garden  of  grace  ; 
From  which  their  salvation  the  Gentiles  shall 
know, 

And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face. 

Love  sits  on  his  eyelids,  and  scatters  delight 
Through  all  the  bright  mansions  on  high; 

Their  faces  the  cherubim  veil  in  his  sight, 
And  tremble  with  fulness  of  joy. 

He  looks,  and  ten  thousands  of  angels  rejoice, 

And  myriads  wait  for  his  word ; 
He  speaks,  and  eternity,  fill'd  with  his  voice, 

Re-echoes  the  praise  of  her  Lord. 

SOXG  454.        12's  and  ll's. 

How  painfully  pleasing  the  fond  recollection 
Of  youthful  connections  and  innocent  joy, 
When  bless'd  with  parental  advice  and  affection, 
Surrounded  with  mercies — with  peace  from 
on  high ! 
I  still  view  the  chairs  of  my  father  and  mother, 
The  seats  of  their  offspring  a3  rang'd  on  each 
hand; 
And  that  richest  of  books,  which  excelTd  eVry 
other, 
The  Family  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand : 
The  old-fashion'd  Bible,  the  dear,  blessed  Bible, 
The  Family  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand. 

That  Bible,  the  volume  of  God's  inspiration, 
At  morn  and  at  ev'ning  could  yield  us  delight; 

And  the  pray'r  of  our  sire  was  a  sweet  invocation 
For  mercy  by  day  and  for  safety  thro'  night: 


502  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 

Our  hymn  of  thanksgiving  with  harmony  swell* 
ing, 
All  warm  from  the  heart  of  the  family  band, 
Has   rais'd  us   from   earth    to   that   rapturous 
dwelling 
Describ'd  in  the  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand  : 
The  old-fashion'd  Bible,  the  dear  blessed  Bible, 
The  Family  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand. 

Ye  scenes  of  tranquillity,  long  have  we  parted, 

My  hopes  almost  gone,  and  my  parents  no 
more, 
In  sorrow  and  sadness  I  live  broken-hearted, 

And  wander  unknown  on  a  far-distant  shore; 
Yet  how  can  I  doubt  a  dear  Saviour's  protection, 

Forgetful  of  gifts  from  his  bountiful  hand  ! 
0  let  me  with  patience  receive  his  correction, 

And  think  of  the  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand; 
The  old-fashion'd  Bible,  the  dear,  blessed  Bible, 

The  Family  Bible  that  lay  on  the  stand. 


SONG  455.      C.  M. 

Jesus,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold 

A  thousand  glories  more 
Than  the  rich  gems  and  polish'd  gold 

The  sons  of  Aaron  wore. 

They  first  their  own  b urn t-off  rings  brought 
To  purge  themselves  from  sin: 

Thy  life  was  pure,  without  a  spot, 
And  all  thy  nature  clean. 


SPIRITUAL   SONGS.  503 

Fresh  blood,  as  constant  as  the  day, 

Was  on  their  altar  spilt ; 
But  thy  one  ofPring  takes  away 

For  ever  all  our  guilt. 

Their    priesthood    ran    through    sev'ral 
hands, 

For  mortal  was  their  race ; 
Thy  never-changing  office  stands 

Eternal  as  thy  days. 

Once,  in  the  circuit  of  a  year, 
With  blood,  but  not  his  own, 

Aaron  with  the  veil  appeared 
Before  the  golden  throne. 

But  Christ,  with  his  own  precious  blood, 

Ascends  above  the  skies, 
And  in  the  presence  of  our  God 

Shows  his  own  sacrifice. 

Jesus,  the  King  of  glory,  reigns 

On  Zion's  holy  hill ; 
Looks  like  a  lamb  that  had  been  slain, 

And  wears  his  priesthood  still. 

lie  ever  lives  in  heav'n  to  plead 
The  cause  which  cost  his  blood, 

And  saves  unto  the  utmost  those 
Who  by  him  come  to  God. 


504  SPIRITUAL   SONGS. 


SONG  456.        8's  and  7's. 

Jesus,  I  my  cross  have  taken, 

xVU  to  leave  and  follow  thee, 
Naked,  poor,  despised,  forsaken, — 

Thou  from  hen^e  my  all  shalt  be ! 
Perish'd  ev'ry  fond  ambition — 

All  I've  sought,  or  hop'd,  or  known ; 
Yet  how  rich  is  my  condition — 

God  and  heav'n  are  all  my  own ! 

Go,  then,  earthly  fame  and  treasure ; 

Come  disaster,  scorn  and  pain  ; 
In  thy  service  pain  is  pleasure ; 

With  thy  favor,  loss  is  gain  ; 
I  have  calPd  thee,  Abba,  Father; 

I  have  set  my  heart  on  thee ; 
Storms  may  howl,  and  clouds  may  gather; 

All  must  work  for  good  to  me ! 

Soul,  then  know  thy  full  salvation, 

Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care ; 
Joy  to  find  in  every  station 

Something  still  to  do  or  bear ; 
Think  what  spirit  dwells  within  thee ; 

Think  what  heavenly  bliss  is  thine ; 
Think  that  Jesus  died  to  save  thee ; 

Child  of  heav'n  canst  thou  repine  1 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  505 

Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Arro'd  by  faith  and  vring'd  by  prayer; 
Heav'n's  eternal  day's  before  thee — 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there. 
Soon  shall  close  thy  earthly  mission, 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim  days, 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 

Faith  to  sight  and  prayer  to  praise. 


SONG  457.       7's. 

Songs  of  praise  awake  the  morn, 
When  the  Prince  of  Peace  was  born ; 
Songs  of  praise  arose,  when  he 
Captive  led  captivity. 

Ileav'n  and  earth  must  pass  away, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  crown  the  day ; 
God  will  make  new  heav'ns  and  earth, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  birth. 

And  will  man  alone  be  dumb, 
Till  that  glorious  kingdom  come  ? 
No  ;  the  church  delights  to  raise 
Psalms,  and  hymns,  and  songs  of  praise. 

Saints  below,  with  heart  and  voice, 
Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice  ; 
Learning  here,  by  faith  and  love, 
Songs  of  praise  to  sing  above. 


506  SPIRITUAL    SONGS. 

Borne  upon  the  latest  breath, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  conquer  death  ; 
Then  amidst  eternal  joy, 
Songs  of  praise  their  powers  employ. 


SONG  458.        8's,  7's,  and  4's. 

Guide  me,  0  thou  great  Messiah  ! 

Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land ; 
I  am  weak  but  thou  art  mighty  ; 

Hide  me  with  thy  powerful  hand, 
Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

Open  thou,  the  crystal  fountain, 
Whence  the  healing  waters  flow ; 

Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through : 
Strong  Deliv'rer, 

Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan 
Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 

Death  of  deaths,  and  grave's  destruction, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side  ; 
Songs  of  praises 

I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 


SPIRITUAL    SONGS.  507 

SOXG  459.       C.  M. 

My  God,  the  spring  of  all  my  joys, 

The  life  of  my  delights, 
The  glory  of  my  brightest  days, 

The  comfort  of  my  nights. 

In  darkest  shades,  if  thou  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun ; 
Thou  art  my  soul's  bright  morning  star, 

And  thou  my  rising  sun. 

The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine 
With  beams  of  sacred  bliss, 

While  Jesu3  shows  his  mercy  mine, 
And  whispers  I  am  his. 

My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 

At  that  transporting  word, 
And  run  with  joy  the  shining  way 

To  meet  my  dearest  Lord. 

SOXG  460.      C.  M. 

0  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 
Our  great  Redeemer's  praise  ! 

The  glory  of  our  God  and  King — 
The  triumph  of  his  grace. 

Jesus  !  thy  name  removes  our  fears, 
And  bids  our  sorrows  cease  ; 

'Tia  music  in  the  sinner's  ears  ; 
;Tis  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 


508  SPIRITUAL   loNGS. 

0  gracious  master!  heavily  Lord! 

Assist  us  to  proclaim, 
And  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 

The  honors  of  thy  name. 
Ilosanna  to  the  Lord  be  giv'n 

In  loudest,  noblest  strains ! 
Ilosanna  in  the  highest  heav'n  ! 

The  great  Redeemer  reigns  ! 

SOXG  461.       ll's. 

0  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  in  thee  I  am  bless'd  ! 
My  life,  and  my  treasure,  my  joy,  and  my  rest ; 
Thy  grace  is  my  theme,  and  thy  love  is  my  song, 
Thy  charms  do  inspire  my  heart  and  my  tongue. 
All  human  expression  is  empty  and  vain  ; 
Tongue  cannot  unriddle  the  heavenly  flame; 
And  sure,  if  the  language  of  angels  I  had, 

1  could  not,  completely,  the  myst'ry  describe. 
0  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  to  thee  I  submit,      [feet, 
With  love  and  thanksgiving  fall  down  at  thy 
A  sacrince-oflf'ring  of  soul,  flesh,  and  blood : 
Thou  art  my  Redeemer,  my  Saviour,  my  God. 

song  462.     n's. 

Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  you  lan- 
guish, 

Come,  at  the  Mercy  Seat,  fervently  kneel ; 

Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts  —  here 
tell  your  anguish, 

Earth  hath  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot 
heal. 


BAPTISMAL    SELECTIONS.         509 

Joy  of  the  desolate,  light  of  the  straying, 
Hope,  when  all  others  die,  fadeless  and 

pure ;  [ing, 

Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  in  mercy  say- 
Earth  hath  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot 

cure. 


Baptismal  Selections- 

[From  the  Baptist  Palmist.) 

All  power  is  given  unto  me 
in  |  heaven  . .  and  in  |  earth  ; 

Go  ye,  therefore,  and  teach  all  nations, — 
baptizing  thein  in  the  name  of  the  Father, — 
and  of  the  |  Son  . .  and  ]  Ho  . .  ly  |  Ghost. 

Repent,  and  be  baptized,  every  |  one.  .of  |  you, 

In  the  name  of  Christ, 

|  for  the  . .  re-  |  mission  . .  of  |  sins. 

He  that  believeth  and  is  baptized 
shall  be  saved; — 
And  now  why  |  tarri .  .  est  |  thou? 

Arise,  and  be  baptized, — and  wash  away 
thy  sins, — calling  on  the 
name  of  the  Lord; — for  thus  it 
becometh  |  us . .  to  ful-  |  fil . .  all  |  righteous- 
ness. 

They  who  gladly  received  the 

word  |  were.,  bap-  |  tized; 
And  they  of  Jerusalem — were  baptized  in  the 

river  |  Jordan, . .  con-  |  fessing. .  their  1  sins. 


510        BAPTISMAL    SELECTIONS. 

Buried  with  Christ  by  baptism  into  death, — 

they  ri.se  in  the  likeuess 

of  his  |  res  . .  ur-  |  rection, 
To  walk  in  newness  of  life, — 

and  |  go . .  on  their  |  way.  .re-  |  joicing. 

For  as  many  as  have  been  baptized  into  Christ, 

— have  |  put.  .  on  |  Christ. 
Therefore  glorify  God  in  your  body, — 

and  in  your  |  spirit, . .  which  |  are=  |  God's. 

Blessed  are  they 

that  |  do  . .  his  com-  |  mandments. 
Great  peace  have  they  who  love  thy  law, — 

and  nothiug  |  shall . .  of-  |  fend=  |  them. 

Go  ye,  therefore,  and  teach  all  nations  to  observe 

all  things,  whatsoever  I  have 

com-  |  mand . .  ed  |  you. 
And  lo  !  I  am  with  you  always, — 

even  |  unto . .  the  |  end . .  of  the  j  world. 

2. 

Jksus  cometh  from  Galilee  to  Jordan, — 
unto  John,  to  |  be  . .  bap-  |  tized  . .  of  |  him. 

And  Jesus,  when  he  was  baptized, — went 
up  |  straight ..  way  |  out.  .of  the  |  water 

See.  here  is  water; — what  doth 

hinder  |  me  . .  to  |  be  . .  bap-  |  tized  ? 

If  thou  believest 

with  |  all .  .  thy  |  heart. .  thou  |  mayest. 

Can  any  man  forbid  water, 

that  |  these  . .  should  not  |  be  . .  bap-  |  tized, 
Which  have  received  the 

Holy  |  Ghost . .  as  |  well . .  as  |  we  ? 


BAPTISMAL    SELECTIONS.        511 

When  they  believed  the  things 

concerning  the  kingdom  of  God, — 
and  the  |  name  ..  of  |  Je. .  sus  j  Christ, 

They  were 

bap-  |  tized, . .  both  |  men  . .  and  |  women. 

3. 

While  in  this  sacred  rite  of  thine, 
We  |  yield  . .  our  |  spir .  .  its  |  now, 

Shine  o'er  the  waters,  love  divine, 
And  |  seal . .  the  |  cheer  . .  ful  |  vow. 

All  glory  be  to  Him  whose  life 

For  |  ours  .  .  was  |  free  . .  ly  |  given, 

Who  aids  us  in  the  spirit's  strife, 

And  |  makes  . .  us  |  meet . .  for  |  heaven. 

0  may  we  die  to  earth  and  sin, 
Be-  |  neath  . .  the  |  mys  . .  tic  |  flood; 

And  when  we  rise,  may  we  begin 
To  |  live  . .  a-  |  new . .  for  |  God. 

4. 

Our  Saviour  bow'd  beneath  the  wave, 

And  meekly  |  sought . .  a  |  wa . .  fry  |  grave: 

Come,  see  the  sacred  path  he  trod — 

A  path  well  |  pleas  . .  ing  |  to  . .  our  ]  God. 

Hosanna  to  the  Lamb  divine  ! 

Let  endless  |  glo  . .  ries  |  round  . .  him  |  shine  ; 

High  o'er  the  heavens  for  ever  reign, 

0  Lamb  of  |  God, . .  for  |  sin  . .  ners  |  slain. 


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